Wednesday, July 18, 2012

--INDEX-- to all current stories in order

A bit of bad news... I wont be working 3rd anymore and wont have the excess time to write.  I'm sure I'll still work on them but don't hold your breath for updates for a while.   But here's another story I enjoyed.  I might add stories I read and like from time to time.
depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2014/04/last-night-on-3rd-shift-no-excess-time.html





A few quick points

-Some of this is older and some newer.  I've been trying to make editing changes, but I'm still embarrassed at muh shitty grammar!
-I don't want to post these as "official" stories yet; it really is a blog post.  I'll post a FINAL index after I'm done editing stuff where I will gladly welcome people to add the text of my stories to collection sites or where ever as long as credit is given.

-I don't like tags.  I feel they subtract from a quality story.  But how do you know you're reading a story you will like?  I write Non-consensual  with a good dash of beastiality, (yes I know it's 'bestiality', but I prefer 'beastiality' for fiction.) and formicophilia, along with a backbone of monsters and creepy crawlies in Sci-fi Horror.  I always try to toss in other aspects like Politics in "Murlocs", Ecology and String theory in "The Mist", and Dimensionality in "Dark Incarnate".

-Things you WONT find in my stories: Futa/Futanari, fetishistic gore or necrophilia, gay, lactation, big breasts, scat, etc
-Things you WILL find in my stories:  REALISM (at least I try), tasteful eroticism, Plot revolving around a basic struggle (not just mindless porn)





Dark Incarnate is my big story.  All of my stories are this big in my mind lol.  This one starts kinda slow and covers a variety of fetishes, but the whole story was written for the climax in chapter 11.  It's long and slow paced at times, amateur, and juvenile, but I think it's one of the best alternative erotica stories out there (I might be biased of course).  I wish I could post some tags but there are too many, and I don't want to spoil it.

Dark Incarnate Book 1:  A story of a girl with a special gift.  Kelly Evans is able create spectacular works of art with ease.  Her parents die in an accident on their way to her art exhibit, and she blames herself.  Through self loathing and sadness she attracts a Dark spirit that links to her and incarnates itself though her artwork.  She teams up with some unlikely new friends to learn the true nature of darkness.

I've been adding images that are kinda neat.  I've found them across the net, none of them are mine.

BOOK 1, FINALLY FINISHED.  It's my first finished story!!!  As you can see it leaves off at a bit of a cliff hanger but it's the best place to end the first book.  The second will be a loose storyline surrounded by alternate endings and battles.  If I had the art skill this would make a killer hentai.

Ch1 B1 - A New Dawn  (Final)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/07/dark-incarnate-chapter1-book1.html

Ch2 B1 - Warm Beginnings (Final)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/07/dark-incarnate-chapter2-book1.html

Ch3 B1 - Hard Earned Lessons (Final)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/07/dark-incarnate-chapter3-book1.html

Ch4 B1 - Drawing of the Three (Final)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/07/dark-incarnate-chapter4-book1.html

Ch5 B1 - Billied (Final)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/07/dark-incarnate-chapter5-book1.html

Ch6 B1 - Full Steam Ahead (Final)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/07/dark-incarnate-chapter6-book1.html

Ch7 B1 - Train Wreck (Final)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/07/dark-incarnate-chapter7-book1.html

Ch8 B1 - A Dream Within a Dream (Final)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/07/dark-incarnate-chapter8-book1.html

Ch9 B1 - Be Careful What You Wish For (Final)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/11/dark-incarnate-chapter9-book1.html

Ch10 B1 - The Jig is Up (Final)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2013/04/dark-incarnate-chapter10-book1.html

Ch11 B1 - Kelly's Fall from Grace (Final)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2013/04/dark-incarnate-chapter11-book1.html

Ch12 B1 - Out of the Pan and Into the Fire (Final)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2013/04/dark-incarnate-chapter12-book1.html

Ch13 B1 - Consummate (Final)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2013/04/dark-incarnate-chapter13-book1.html

Ch14 B1 - Revenge is a Dish Best Served Cold - (Final-ish)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2013/04/dark-incarnate-chapter14-book1.html
(final-ish)


Book 2 is all rough and so far non-erotic just because I haven't gotten to that far yet.  I prefer to have good story going first, but I think it will be better than the first once I get going.  Very slow pace because bleh.. but I'm trying to stay focused.


Ch1 B2 - Day One  (draft)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2014/03/dark-incarnate-chapter-1-book-2.html

Ch2 B2 - Nargles (draft)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2014/03/dark-incarnate-chaper-2-book-2.html

Ch3 B2 - Manitou (draft)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2014/03/dark-incarnate-chapter3-book2.html

Ch4 B2 -  Wendigo (draft)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2014/03/dark-incarnate-chapter4-book2.html






(Alternate DI Ch8 B1, I wrote it and had to change to allow for later events, but I still liked it so much I couldn't delete it.)  Actually with how Book 2 is shaping up I might add this and other alternates as part of the story.
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/11/alternate-di-chapter8-book1.html



Mr.Black's The Mist (SK fanfic)
Raina's dad is a big general at a secret military research installation (string theroy research).  They created a window to another world.  Unique tags:  Beastiality, parasites,
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/07/mist-chapter1.html

http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/07/mist-chapter2.html

http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/07/mist-chapter3.html

http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/07/mist-chapter4.html


Beach Trip
A recent graduate goes on a long overdue family vacation.  Unique tags: Formicophilia, aquatic beastiality,
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/07/beach-trip.html

Murlocs
Post nuclear civilization and politics.  Unique tags: Mutation, (need to work on this one so it lives up to it's name)
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/07/murlocs.html

Special Education
Following harassment, a student is moved to another class.
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/07/special-education.html

Chronicles of a nymphos exploration in formicophilia and Beastiality
A very special girl is bored with people and her surroundings.  After an accident she decides to pursue something truly interesting.
http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/07/chronicles-of-nymphos-exploration-in.html



http://depthofdepravity.blogspot.com/2012/07/who-is-billy-mason.html

Dark Incarnate - Chapter8 Book1

Dark Incarnate 
By Mr. Black 




Chapter 8
A Dream Within A Dream



"Did he do anything to you?"  Candace was hysterical as she slammed her room door closed.

"No, not at all," Kelly lied.  "I was just trying to buy some time.  And by the way, what the hell happened to you!  Are you ok?"

"I'm fine," she smiled.  "It scared me more than anything.  I thought I was dying.  But I'm no worse for wear."

"You looked like you were dying!"

"heh...," Candace mused a reminiscent laugh.  "He did a number on me, but no more than any of the other creations."

"About this whole thing, I think..."

"Think what?  We've been over this before."  Kelly was surprised by her resolve yet again.

"Are you sure?  Seeing your face while that... that thing..." she was at a lose of words, she could see it in her mind playing over and over, and worse she felt it, but she shook her head the words just wouldn't come out.

"It wasn't much worse than what Dad's done before."

"Can we have our talk now?"  Kelly asked with forceful concern.

Candace was almost broke by her cute pleading eyes, "No, not here.  I think he knows something funny is going on.  He's normally not that sarcastic.  He has no idea what, and I don't want him prying anymore."

"At school tomorrow then?"  Kelly didn't understand why she seemed to protect him.

"Ok.  But you have to promise me you won’t do anything like that again.  He's tricky."

Kelly knew exactly what she meant, but couldn’t say.  Not yet she thought, "What do you mean?"

"Do not be alone with him, ok?  Just always be with me."

"When I made the deal to stay over tonight he made me agree to sleep on the couch, so we wouldn't be up all night."

"What!  Noo... " Candace covered her face with her hands.

"Don't worry I'll be fine, it's you I'm worried about."  If he touched her again she planned to bring every bit of it to light.  If her father taught her anything it was that cockroaches like him hate the light.

"Just tell me what happened in the lab!"

"I've put up with him since I was little.  That's the only way I've handled all those creatures and why I'm not that scared of them now.  They seem to be intent on one thing.  I mean have any of them really hurt us?"

"It sure as hell looked like it hurt you!"

"Yeah but thanks to dear old Dad I've learned to cope with it.  What did you get, a tiny pencil thin snake?"

"I hate to admit but you are right, it didn't even break my virginity.  No worse than your finger anyway..."

"You've never done anything!  Not even played with your hairbrush?"

"Yeah I've never ... done it... unless that snake thing counts.  Wait second, what about a hairbrush?"

"I could kiss you!  Somehow these things know...  I don't know how or why but there’s no other explanation.  I can’t explain it but I just know!"  Kelly shied away, Candace was different.  She was the same girl but knowing her dark secrets gave her pause.

"There's no way, how could I have an assignment for me to draw a snake which just happens to not break me."

"I don't have a clue, but which way did that grub go that first day?"

"It was tiny first remember?  It could have gone after me.  It was probably going for you because you... ya know, you had stuff...  I think that's a bit of stretch."

"It’s like when they attack me, I can feel it.  Like when Dad does his thing, it hurts and he can scare the hell out of me sometimes, but I know he would never go too far.  Besides, you got any better ideas?"  Candace raised her eyebrows.

"Yeah, sort of.  Did that Bee do anything other than... I mean did it put anything in you, did it finish?"

"No, Billy said he tackled it before it had a chance, and there wasn't any mess.  Why?"

"Are you sure you don't feel any different and everything's ok?"

"Yes, for god's sake why? your starting to scare me."

"It's just a feeling; every time there is an attack I can almost feel it, but very different than you.  Not the physical stuff but I can feel IT, or them... or something, I don't know.  I just froze or was frozen, I couldn't help you.  It’s like there’s some kind of connection.  Thank god for Billy."

"I never thought I'd hear that!  But what feeling did you get?"

"It's hard to say, I've felt something before but maybe with this creature being more developed… did you see the colors?"

"Yeah I did."  Candace cracked a smile

"You’re such a perve.  How did it get out of that cage?"

"It must have vibrated the pins loose; it's the only thing I can figure."

"Just tell me what you remember, maybe that will help.  It's like I had a picture or an event flash in my head but it's very fuzzy.  I just barely got an outline and I don't know what it means, or if it means anything at all."

"I walked in, everything looked normal and when I turned my back that thing was on me.  It felt like it tried to shove its whole butt in me but it was way too big.  I thought I was dead right there.  I thought it stung me or was going to try and stab me to death with its butt.  But there was a tiny tickle waay down deep inside then I was suddenly full.  I don't know how it happened.  The stinger thing must have grown huge after it was inside.  The next thing I knew its huge thing was poking and prodding around."

"Wow, sounds about right.  I don't know, I just felt the thing wanted to put something inside you.  It wanted something different from all the other creatures but somehow still not quite complete."

"Not complete?  What the hell is the complete version?"

"I don't know, and that's why I don't want to go on with this anymore."

"I know you don't, but I have more faith in you and your ability than anything."  Candace locked eyes for longer than Kelly was comfortable with but it did re-fill her self confidence before she shied away again.

"Even though more horrible things have happened to you in the past few..."

"You don't know what thing's I've lived with all my life."  Kelly felt a profound sadness for her friend.  "Hey don't get that sappy look."  Candace sounded slightly irritated.  "I don't need your pity.  You just don't understand."  She shook her head, "I told you I didn't want to get into this, it's nothing to worry about and your making it a big deal isn’t going to help anything."

"I want to get into this now, your talking all funny and I'm not going to be able to sleep tonight!"

Candace walked over to a circular window peering out she saw her dad, "Ok, but just for a second, he's talking to the neighbors being the perfect citizen."

"That bastard..." Kelly squinted her eyes.

"You don't understand... he pays the bills, he pays everything.  If I wanted a horse he'd buy that land behind the house, or have those nice old people carted off so I could have a pasture and barn."

"That doesn't make it right!"

Candace pouted obviously she needed a different approach, "Ok imagine you've grown up learning the color red is actually blue.  So when you see blue you call it red and nobody notices until one day you meet me and I try to tell you otherwise, you wouldn't be able to understand or believe me..."

"But everyone in... most of the modern world says what your dad is doing is wrong, there are laws and jails for people like him."

"No, don't you even go there!" her eyes flared.  "It's not wrong to me; I'm perfectly fine with it.  This is where I'll lose you and I knew it... this is why I didn't want to even try..." her eyes began to tear up.

"Tell me please just tell me, I'll shut-up and listen."

"It's not wrong to me!  Don't you see, this is NORMAL.  Like going to the bathroom or taking out the trash.  I've grown up since before I could remember with this.  I didn't even know people thought it was wrong until school.  He sat me down and explained that most of society hates people like him and if I told he would go away forever.  I don't want him to go away!"

Kelly sat in deep, deep confusion.  Either Candace was in some deep psychosis, or she was.  "But you acted so scared and hurt when..."

"Because I didn't want you to find out!  Because of this conversation!  You have to understand!  They'll take him away and everything else I love."

The tense moment left both girls silent in an unblinking stare.  Kelly just didn't know what to think but she felt hurt.  Candace was so convincing and it only made her feel worse for the girl...



Meanwhile... Billy took his notebook up to the make-shift lab.  He felt so silly and embarrassed recording the time and descriptions.  Who was he?  This whole thing the girls were doing was totally nuts in his opinion.  Not that anybody cared.  This deserved top scientists noting the time with a supersonic earth's core time-watch.  His eyes glazed over thinking of the earths crust spinning making a measurable magnetic force...

He made a new folder and tried to think of a fitting name.  He just skipped that part and moved on and made a new document to copy his notebook onto, also leaving the title blank.  He copied and noted as much as he could remember about each event and a detailed description of each creature in the lab.  Human nature gets the best of everyone he thought, as he left out a few embarrassing details about himself.  How could his tripping over a laundry basket be a big deal anyway?

The giant hornet was probably the most interesting.  The color and size separated it, but it was the next stage.  Who ever heard of a bee coming out of a cocoon either?    Billy really didn't know but it sounded a bit odd.  It was still basically black and white, but in living color.  He'd actually seen hornets just like this, only much smaller.  They were called bald-faced hornets.  It just sat behind the confines of the dog crate motionless, sometimes giving off a faint vibration.  It was more than just, "oh my gosh look honey, a giant bug!" scary like those old movies, it was creepy.  Its large reflective eyes betrayed some deeper intelligence and purpose Billy could only guess at.  Of all the things that cocoon could have turned into why this?  He looked over his shoulder at it again.  The black eyes just stared back.  He wished he wasn't alone, and turned his chair to keep a better eye on it.   

Did the cause of this have some ancient meaning?  All the creatures had been created in black and white by Kelly, but this thing created itself, but in the image of a naturally occurring black and white bee.  What if Kelly painted something or added color?... Jesus... what if she did?  The possibilities scared him worse than the creature in the dog crate.   He really hoped the girls call this quits soon.  Surely after what happened to Candace today...

The phone rang downstairs and Billy jumped up to get it.  The thought that it might not be Kelly never crossed his mind.  

"Hey Billy sorry it took a while, Candace and I got into a bit of a talk, but is everything there ok?"

"Yeah, fine I just came from the lab.  How is Candace?  She seemed surprisingly ok once I got her awake."

"She's a pretty tough girl Billy, she'll be fine."

"Hey, I was making a detailed listing of what's happened, and I was wondering if you could fill in a few blanks?"

"Maybe later, listen things are getting a bit out of control..."

"I was hoping to hear you say that."

"Well go into my room and in the night stand, the one with the lamp, get the little gun out of the drawer."

"Wa-hah-hooo Nuuoo way Hose'," Billy shook his head as if she could see.

"Chill out it's just a little .22 revolver, it's as safe as can be.  In order to shoot it you just point and pull real hard, there's no safety just point and pull hard."

"No way!  Not only do you have neighbors..."

"Billy look, if that thing starts acting crazy would you rather be able to kill it or are you just going to ask it to play nice?"  She took his silence for acceptance.

"What are you doing with a gun anyways?"

"My dad got it for me, but I've got to go we're about to have supper.  Be careful, ok."  Kelly just hung up the phone.

"Ok, you be careful too, I'm glad you're over there where it's safe at least..."  Billy looked at the silent phone confused.  It had gone dormant and he sat it back on the receiver confused. 

Billy walked back upstairs.  His family had always lived on the outskirts of town on a farm.  At least that's what his dad called it.  It was more like a mud-hole than a farm.  But he grew up around guns and knew all about them.  It endeared Kelly to him even more.  Her dad had been a policeman.  He liked the idea that she could protect herself.  He lied to himself again; he had already started thinking of her as his girlfriend even if it wasn't "official".

He started up the stairs he slipped into another dreamy daze just thinking about her.  He should do her laundry for her before it gets any later.  Looking down at the spilt laundry bin he was hit again with just how lucky he was.  It was all beautiful, her dirty clothes all wrinkled and smushed together, all so small, dainty, and cute.  He wanted to curl up and hug the clothes only wishing she was in them.  He bent down to start loading the pile, but didn't want to disturb them.  Her jeans with tiny jewels and faded stripes, tiny white and pink striped socks that looked plush and soft.  He had seen her wear these in class a week before.  He picked up a pair of light pink panties.  They were so small and light, such a tiny piece of fabric that covered her precious body.  Thinking of her wearing them over the smooth curvature and flawless skin stopped his heart.  Something this cute shouldn't be hidden under clothes.  He was intoxicated and crouched like a cave man.  He lifted his hand to his face.  He knew he shouldn't but couldn't stop.  She would be so embarrassed just to be noticed; he wanted to see her all embarrassed.  Her shy face would blush as she unzipped the tiny zipper on her jeans sliding them down revealing these pink panties.  She would flush and turn away shyly... maybe even utter a moan.

He rolled them in his hand savoring the moment.  The gusset was reinforced with an extra white strip making them a bit thicker here.  He knew that's where her perfect pussy rested all day.  He wanted to secretly caress her there, now at her friend’s house.  Secretly as a ghost, rub her little spot, cause her to jump and blush dark red as he made her feel good.  She would try so hard to act normal but wouldn't be able to hide it.  He could even see a little stain from where her pussy juices leaked against the fabric.

Instantly he saw her standing in the kitchen that night and the tiny wet diamond between her legs.  She had been puking in the sink at the time but still she had been wet from him!  He started searching the pile franticly until he found the paper thin tights.  He stretched them wide and found the crotch.  A clear outline of dried creamy dust was clear as day.  She must have not been wearing panties?  Curling his arms up the fabric brushed his face and nose as he wafted in the musky feminine odor.  It was raunchy and pungent, nothing someone would be proud to wear as perfume but it had an affect on him like nothing else.  He wanted to strap the fabric to his face; he couldn’t get enough and took deep breaths of it visualizing her precious body’s nectar filling his lungs.  He had nothing to compare it to.  Without a thought or hesitation he opened his mouth and began to suck on the fabric.  He wanted her, every part of her, and without reservation.  He remembered her face looking up at him as she her tongue slid along the bottom of his penis.  He wanted her so bad, more than anything else in his world.

He shook out of it and fluffed the pants returning their shape.  They were so small like a child's.  But she wasn't a child at all.  She was ripe, he felt dirty at the thought but he wanted to roll in that vulgar thought like a pig.  She was ready, fertile, and wanting.  He saw her damp crotch and thought of a tiny pink flower beginning to open.  She was fresh like just a budding flower seeing its first light with the morning glory.  Her beauty had never seen the long hot day or dusty harsh wind.  She was perfect.

He started rubbing his long cock that ran down his shorts.  He wanted if only once, just once to bury his cock in her tiny body, to see her face cry out in pain and pleasure.  His penis was out and he choked it turning the head dark purple with an angry strength.  His right hand gripping her panties tight, he maneuvered them over his cock.  Pushing the thin soft fabric against his straining erection, he started to jack off with the panties.  Imagining being inside her was heavenly.  He was so close but so far away.  His own precum soaked the dried dusty cream into his skin.  He wanted to cum.  He threw his head back.  He wanted to see his cum drip out of her defiled body and soak into these panties as she wore them.

Seeing her disappointed face, he stopped.  She had been so bothered by what he did before.  How had he been so stupid?  He relaxed trying not to make another mistake.  This was wrong, all wrong, he felt too strongly for her.  A wave of sadness washed over him as he somehow knew that he, Billy Mason, was never supposed to succeed.  Ever.

His balls ached for release and he started to feel numb pain.  He pulled them out to swing freely.  A dark intent filled his weak mind as he looked down.  He looked more like a stray animal than human, pubic hair ran half way up his cock like a rats nest and over his scrotum.  "I'm sorry guys, we'll have to be strategic now." whispering to himself like some cave creature.  He shoved his dick back into the shorts scraping against the hard denim.

He tried to focus on the task ahead.  His home didn't have a washer so the whole process of laundry was confusing and alien to him, but after a few google searches he got back on track.  Overall he did a pretty good job.  It was a quarter past two in the morning when he finished.  He should have been sleeping but how could he when he had a job to do for the love of his life.  He folded each and every item on her bed and searched for the correct place to put them up.

He didn't sleep on her bed that was too sacred.  He tried to sleep on the couch but he knew and refused dreams that would be a disappointment from the waking world where Kelly walked.



Kelly was also having trouble sleeping on a couch some miles away.  Problems with no solutions on top of more problems plagued her sleepy consciousness.  It was easy to see the dark path into apathy and just not care.  Candace was a big girl and should be able to make decisions for herself.  But was Candace herself?  Or was she her father's creation?  Each question seemed ever more complicated than the first.  If she were to be selfish and just not care then it left her with an even bigger question, what did she want?   She thought about that fateful day and saw the forest leaves again.  They were already disturbed now in a slight swirl ready for her to curl up in like a cat.  She drew closer in her mind slipping off to sleep.  They looked comfy and relaxing, an end, an easy answer.  It was dark out, but a few close trees were sheltering and would provide company.  A swirl of her ghostly body filled the basin of leaves like dense fog. 

One last effort to remember and she turned her eyes up from her forest comfort, and the darkness had taken on a new form.  The shadows spread and joined hands blanketing her dream beyond her trees and cozy bed.  The trees started to look like bars and her heart quickened.  No more of a solid shape than her own mind and self-image, she felt the dark and blackness take form.  Evil and corrupted, it wanted her, needed her chased her.  It spoke like thunder, hard to understand, but unmistakable in meaning.  Iit shook her consciousness; it wanted her to do something before it would let her rest.  She knew if she did this it would let her rest.  She was so tired.

"Kelly... Honey wake up..."

"Huh?"

"I want to talk to you about something."

"No.. I was so..."

"It will be time to get up soon, just a chat then you can go back to sleep."  Kelly looked up at the voice and her blurry vision cleared into Tom Chambers face.

She didn't know exactly what to think.  His arm circled her back carefully helping her up.  At first she felt an impulse to follow because he was the adult.  Then she heard Candace's voice telling her not to.  The clear feeling of the strange darkness was still in her mind.  Tom smiled down at her as she continued to come around following him weakly.

Kelly felt the darkness in Tom, but a different kind, sort of Tom's own darkness with its own purpose.  She could fight him and refuse, but what if she could help Candace?  Her father had always told her the right path, the righteous path, was the one she should always follow.  What could this man do?  Threaten her?  If he touched her again it would be the last thing he did as a free man!  She just had to make him understand that it was over.

"I guess if you'll make breakfast soon."  She took Tom's hand as he led her off of the couch.  Her face was red with pillow lines and wrinkled pajamas as she followed the pulling hand.

"I'm sorry to get you up so early, but I can't sleep sometimes, and I was in the kitchen and heard you.  Sounded like a bad dream?"

"It was." Complacently holding his hand she followed up the stairs past Candace's room to the far end of the hall where a thin wooden set of stairs lead up.

"It's ok, don't be scared, I had a beautiful balcony built up here.  Tell me about your dream."

"I actually could use a talk right now."

"What's on your mind Hon'?"

"How do you know the difference between right and wrong?"

"Whelp, that's a good question, one of those things everybody has to ask themselves sooner or later.  It's not an easy one, or even one I can answer for you, but I can try to help."

"And what's your advice?"  They arrived at a door above the stairs and went out into the fresh warm night air.

"Have a seat," Tom sat across from here in a very non-threatening way.  "Sometimes you have to just pull out your magic ball and look into the future.  Think about your troubles, and then ask yourself which path leads to good things, and which leads to bad things and often more trouble."

Kelly could see how the bars of Candice's prison were constructed.  "My dad used to say that normally the right path was the hard one, the one you didn't want to go down."

"That doesn't make much sense to me!  What does your father do?"

"He was the Sheriff here."

"Oh, uh well it sounds like he must have a pretty good sense about him."  Mr. Chambers played dumb he knew her father, and that he was dead.  "But where is he now?"

"He died..."

"I'm sorry to hear that, but you see life is random sometimes.  Things don't have meaning if there is some great plan or meaning to all of this then what's the point in living?  Fate is a prison.  YOU have to do the best for YOU.  Maybe if your father wasn't so worried about righting other people's wrongs he would still be alive and with you."

"I don't think going down the easy path is right in the long run though." The dream was still fresh in her mind still.  She saw his eyes burn and linger on her in dim light.

"History doesn't judge diplomacy and compromise when it leads to peace as tool of the losers does it?"

"That is completely different."

"You really need a father, how long has it been; All alone for you?  You miss him and need someone don't you?"

"I'm fine!"

"Yes, it appears that way.  You should be happy to have Candace as a friend.  She can teach you alot, but there is no substitute for a good father figure."  An evil grin slowly spread as he cut his eyes at the girl.

"I think we're talking about two different things.  What you call a father I call a selfish manipulating pervert robbing his own daughter of a life she will never be able to live!"  Kelly jumped up ready to spring for the door.  He was evil.  She saw how his personal darkness shrouded the caring guise.  "I wont let you do this to her!"  Kelly’s tone of voice was a little too harsh and loud for Tom's comfort.

She turned to run away, not thinking of where, but just away.  The door handle jiggled, locked.  Kelly took a deep breath to scream as Tom pounced like a lion.  He was on her before she could make a sound.  Shoving his arm into the back of her neck and smashing her face against the door.

He grabbed a healthy handful of hair at the base of her neck and wrenched her head back breathing heavy in her ear.  "Let me show you the ways of the world little girl... This is what Candace knows.  She keeps her mouth shut while I be nice and buy her things, or I fucking kill her!  See honey, I make more money from two days in surgery than the new piss ant Sheriff does in a year.  You’re going to stay quiet or I'll have this bullshit story of yours called slander and get you'll be the one in jail.  And when things get quiet I'm going to have you disappeared.  Cunt's like you disappear all the time."  The adrenaline surging though his veins made his prick stand like granite rock.

Kelly learned what real fear was.  Grinding his teeth and hissing instead of breathing she felt his spear-like manhood brush across her bottom as he moved.  "Now, are we clear or am I going to have to teach you a lesson?"  Kelly whimpered and started to cry as he poked his manhook at her bottom for emphasis, and he let her shrink to the floor.

He walked over to the door and flipped a simple latch looking back over his shoulder.  Now you leave me alone and I'll leave you alone, alright?"  Tom walked out leaving her trembling on the door.

She slowly got up shaken but unharmed and went back to the couch wondering which agency would best handle Tom.

Thirty minutes later Candace jingled down the stairs to get her up.  She had been worried that her dad might come for her in the night.  She really wasn't up for it, and worst of all he would have noticed that Candace had been used by another lover.  Not to mention she did feel a little funny after the last attack.  She had played it off to Kelly as nothing, but this morning something her nethers didn't feel quite right.  She wanted to take a day or two off from all the extra activities. 

Candace dressed her in some old jeans that she had grown out of a year ago.  Kelly never let on that anything had happened during the night.  It was hard for her not to space out boiling with anger.  There was a brief encounter on their way out, but Candace was an expert at leaving her house quickly.

In exchange for letting her father use her, Candace had the dream life, but she obviously didn't enjoy it.  He had made a habit lately of catching her at the worst times.  She had been so annoyed by him lately, and it only aroused Tom more.  She had to get Kelly away before he pushed the limits in front of her.  It would be just like him to sneak up and take her while Kelly was around the corner.  At least, Candace thought, he seemed to know that Kelly was off limits.

Candace started to get a slippery wet feeling soaking into her panties thinking about Kelly.  It was more than her body; it was her attitude and temperament.  Kelly would never do anything like her father.  She was so shy and quiet all the time, but once she opened up, Kelly would just gush with this cute intelligent voice and it was hard to get her to stop.  She knew Kelly would never be pushy or demanding.  As her own body cranked up, Candace found it hard not to make Kelly uncomfortable with the occasional advance.  Sitting closer on the bus and resting her hand on Kelly's thigh, little things.  Their chatter on the bus was a little quieter than normal.  She knew something was wrong with Kelly.  Maybe it was the little things; little things her father used to do.  She shuddered at the thought, and put it at the back of her mind.

Candace was a little extra happy, "What do you think we're going to do in Mrs. Francis's class?"

"I think today she is supposed to start a depth and perception chapter or something."

Candace cocked her head not really sure if that was a good or bad thing, "What's that?"

"You'll see but we'll probably just be doing shapes and outlines maybe an apple or something."

"You’re not worried are you?"

"Naw, I think I can feel it now, the thing, it's more like a darkness or a dark thing with no shape.  It's hard to explain.  It needs a shape."

"You looked worried." 

Kelly had been staring out the window watching the road roll by without even looking at Candace.  She finally she saw her friends concern.  "Oh, sorry I'm just worried about what all this means.  It wants something...needs it."






This Is a Work of Fiction
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Dark Incarnate - Chapter7 Book1

Dark Incarnate
By Mr. Black 




Chapter 7
Train Wreck



Candace looked up at Kelly with red teary eyes, “Just give me a few minutes ok?  I’ll be fine.”  Kelly slipped though the door and back into the kitchen shocked.  She slowly closed the sliding glass door with a heartfelt sigh.

Billy piped up, “I was thinking, we should wait and watch before trying anything else on them.  We need to see if they die after a while, or if they have any other needs like water or food.”

The revelation of Candace’s situation made everything else pale in comparison. “Billy, how are you going to get home?  It’s Sunday and the busses don’t even run on Sunday.”

“Ummm, well I hadn’t really thought that part though.” He said while looking down an to the side.

“Don’t you have parents who are worried about you?”

“Well... no, not really.” He would rather stay and never go home if it was an option.

“I guess I could wash clothes and you could catch the bus from here, but give your parents a call just let them know what’s going on.  It’s going to be getting dark in a few hours and you know what parents say when the streetlamps come on.”  Kelly tried to focus.  Candace had lived with her situation for a long time and for the moment she was safe.

“No... What happens when the street lights come on?”

“Oh nothing, Pennywise the clown comes out of the gutters to play with the children, he helps the float!”

“What...”

As Kelly laughed at her own joke a high pitched jingle was coming from Candace’s bag.  Kelly’s eyes got big and she glanced back at the porch were she had left Candace crying.  It would be her father calling, wanting to take her home, wanting her back.  Kelly took a deep breath and went for the phone.  So far she had a pretty good repoire with Mr. Chambers.  She could convince him to let his daughter stay one more night.  They would go to Officer Higgins in the morning.

Thoughts but no decisions raced though her head.  What if he said no, should she just call now?  How could she let her friend go back “home” to that?  There must be some reason Candace hadn’t gone to the police yet, but why?  The irony of the situation, if it had real teeth could kill; they were both playing with fire. 

Kelly looked at Billy and gave him the kindergarten “be quiet” index finger cross the lips.

“Hello?” She answered hoping her racing heart didn’t resonate in her voice.

“Why hello there, I was calling my daughters phone what are the chances of speaking to her?”

“She-- just went into the bathroom.”

“Well I guess I’ll be headed over to pick her up soon, did the two of you have a good time?”

“Yes actually I, we... were wondering if she could stay one more night and take our project to school together?”

“I didn’t know you were working on a project?  But I’m afraid we have to stick to our agreement which ends with her coming back tonight.  You seem to be a very bright young girl, so I’m sure you understand.  If we break agreements then why do we ever agree to them in the first place?”

“Umm, right... Do you think we could make a new agreement?”  The word felt wrong and dirty like Mr. Chambers had tainted it.

“What do you propose?”

“Maybe I could sleep over there?”

“It is a school night and usually I’m against anything like this.  There is no substitute for good quality sleep!”

“We’ll be good, I promise.”

“You seem like such a nice polite girl, I just can’t say no to you.”

“Great!”

“But I have a few terms of my own you should know about.  You’ll have to sleep on the couch downstairs.  We can’t have you two giggling under the covers all night.”

“Ok! Sounds great.”  Kelly gave out her address and expected him within the hour.

“Billy it’s a good thing you’re here.  I’m going over to Candace’s tonight so you need to guard the fort.  No more funny business, ok?” She gave him a furrowed brow scowl.  Billy held up his hands like she had a gun on him.   With a deep breath she hurried out to the porch to tell Candace the new turn of events.

Billy wandered off like a moth to warm glow of the television.  He had been riding a cloud; a high that never seemed to let him down as the girls ran up the stairs.  Candace didn’t like the idea but reluctantly agreed?  Her dad wouldn’t be able to try any funny business while a friend was over.  She went to the lab to set up the webcam while Kelly split off to her room pack.  She could upload the live feed to her blog and watch from home.

Kelly had been so busy she still hadn’t done laundry!  She cursed with a cute pout staring at the overflowing laundry bins.  The closet and dresser drawers were filled but with clothes that were either too small, or what she called junk clothes.  Somehow every time she went shopping a shirt, skirt, or a pair of cute jeans would look fantastic, but as soon as she got home they magically transformed into something she would never wear in public, thus the junk clothes collection grew but never got tossed out.   

“Billy,” she barked pausing to hear a response... instead she heard his footsteps on the stairs “Your fine stay there but, I need you to do one thing for me while your here.” She frantically searched for anything passable to wear.

“You mean other than taking care of the tiny alien monsters?”  She rolled her eyes at the response and crumpled the awful purple and rhinestone blouse back into the dark drawer from whence it came.

“Yeah, can you toss the clothes in the dryer after the washers done, and finish the rest?”  She gave up on the fruitless search and planned to use some of Candace’s clothes.  At least she wouldn’t ruin Candace’s favorite PJ’s with black alien essence...

“Sure, no problem.”  Life couldn’t get much better for Billy.  He had spent the whole weekend around Kelly and now she was asking him to do her laundry.   He felt they should be dating and he should go ahead and move in.  Kelly made him feel so confident and good about himself despite his constant screw-up’s.  Better than his own family, or school, or anybody else in the whole wide world ever did.

She lugged the overflowing laundry to the washer in a closet alcove between her room and the Lab.  Billy was below looking at her backside in an unblinking stare.  If only he had super human vision he could just zoom in and peek around the hem of her ridged shorts.

Like broken glass, a scream from the makeshift lab sent shivers up both their spines.

Kelly dropped the basket and got there first, Candace was face down on the floor with a giant hornet the size of a medium dog clinging to her back.  Her carmine skirt crumpled up on the small of her back and the shredded remains of her clean white panties lay loosely against her thigh.  Her baby smooth butt was clearly the creatures focus.  Its front legs held her throat and chin wrenched up off the floor in a painful looking stretch.  She could barely breathe moreless scream again.  The middle legs fought her wrists pinning them against the floor, while the bottom legs slowly split the soft curvature of her butt open.  Looking for a stinger Kelly saw a thin fleshy pink appendage that surged and stabbed with prehensile searching.  It weaved and bobbed, smooth and glossy and looked more like latex machine appendage than anything organic.  The strange erratic movement was pure evil, it stabbed forward and retraced back into its fleshy orifice a flash.  In an instant its wings whirred to life lifting the creature’s body and stretching Candace further, only to slam down shoving its long conical abdomen Candace’s prone buttocks.  Such brute force not only buried the sharp appendage, but the tip of the hard exoskeleton spread her labia wide.  It held her so tight any movement was too painful for the girl.  Kelly could see it in Candace’s poor face too.  She was too twisted to scream and her breath was short and wispy barely able to utter a moan in protest.  She flushed dark red helpless to gain control.  Veins and tendons popped out on her stretched neck as more flushed red patches broke out across her pale skin.  Even her feet curled and tried to fight looking like she was electrocuted.

Her face lit up, wretched in some new horrible surprise.  Struggling to move she thrashed side to side but couldn’t shake her attacker.  Kelly was paralyzed afraid to move imagining the horrors she couldn’t see.  She could only see her friends soundless mouth begging for it all to stop.  Gasping for more air than her lungs could hold, her eyes went wide before going limp in the creatures clutches.  The oddly familiar hornet held fast as its victim finally relaxed, no mercy.  It was just sitting on her contorted body, very still and hardly moving.  Kelly’s eyes got even bigger, the monstrous creature was still but something else was moving.  Candace’s limp body bumped and pushed against the carpet by an unseen force.  The creature’s ovipositor continued to thrash and pump inside the limp victim playing her body like a puppet.  Her head and chest were wrenched tight off the floor, but her breasts bounced to the creature’s rhythm. 

Billy burst in and without hesitation shot into the room tackeling the creature.  Kelly’s own heart skipped a beat as the phallus was ripped out of her friend as it went down.   Through all the commotion Kelly clearly heard an audible pop, but somehow she felt it too, like the creature beamed it to her mind as the incredible length and head pulled out.  The tip of the exoskeleton and what must be it’s sexual organ was dark red and purple, a surprising contrast to the colorless body, and soaked with lubrication.  The tiny thing had grown huge and fat, glistening in the open air it was anything but smooth.  Thick veins ran along the shaft by the hundreds and a ring around the flat head flared out like a hammer.  Able to finally rest Candace’s body rocked back into limp peace, face down and unmoving.  

Kelly broke her paralysis and rushed to her side grabbing her by the shoulders.  Her skin was hot and sticky with sweat.  Billy was successfully fighting the creature into the dog cage.  Its face had harsh looking pincers, but he grappled the stiff creature easily.  The large wings tried to beat but crackled and ripped making a terrible sound that filled the room like static.  Candace’s face was terrifyingly emotionless and plain, her blue eyes still and serene.  She looked so beautiful, like a doll.  Kelly wanted to kiss her like sleeping beauty, but checked and her vitals which were strong and true.  She was alive, and either just fainted or paralyzed by some poison.  Her bottom and crotch was red and swollen, especially around her gusset where the creature forced itself on her.  There were no signs of either white or black gunk this time.  Candace’s bodily fluids dribbled, arriving to the fire a bit late.

Kelly had a bad feeling gnawing at her mind.  Her eyes were focused slits trying to understand the dread that had held her down earlier.  She knew something was terribly wrong but couldn’t put a finger on what.

She didn’t know what else to do; she ran down-stairs and grabbed the phone.  Just as she picked it up off the receiver it buzzed to life in her hand ringing.  It made her stop and think.  This was a delicate moment for her; maybe the truth coming out was what she really feared.  If she called an “adult” or even told Candace’s father she had no idea what would happen only that it would be very, very bad.  But right now she had friends, unlikely friends, but real friends that she could count on and she didn’t want to lose that.  So far they had helped her though this and she couldn’t help but feel that adults, any adults, especially from the town wouldn’t give two shits about what SHE wanted or needed.  Mrs. Francis was in the forefront of her mind.  But what cost could she ask her friends to pay?  Candace had been so kind and given so much without asking for anything in return but love.  The phone let out another long ring.  She shuddered at the thought; what the heck would her dad do if he found out what was really happening?

Another painful ring resounded in her ears, even if Candace came forward about the abuse and for lack of a better phrase “told an adult” this incident would overshadow everything.  Who would care about her accusations when there’s a mutant circus with a bunch of kids for ring leaders!  Kelly felt early tears burning her eyes as she desperately wanted Candace to tell her what to do.  Candace was the brave one and she was the one who wanted to continue, but the one thing she couldn’t stand up to was her father.  Kelly had to help.

The phone continued to ring in her hand, nobody else would be this persistent but him.  “Hello?”  Kelly tried to sound out of breath.

“Ah yes, there you are.”

“Yeah, I guess my Aunt went to the store already, I just barely got the phone.”

“So you two are alone?”

“Yep just us girls.”

“I would like to come in, but you didn’t give me your apartment number.  I’m out here in the parking lot.”  Kelly didn’t want him to come in, even if it weren’t for the monster circus upstairs.

“Oh silly me, I’ll be right out.”

“He-”  Kelly hung up on him, it was so effective.  Old people never knew if not saying goodbye was a new thing or not, so they usually just left it in the “play it cool and not ask questions” category.

“DO WHATEVER YOU HAVE TO.  WAKE HER UP!  GET HER OUT HERE! I’M STALLING, HER DAD’S OUTSIDE WAITING!!!”

Kelly took a deep breath and started out.  Even in the few encounters she’d had with Candace’s father he was an asshole, a rather pushy and impatient asshole at that.  He was easy to spot sitting in a huge tan truck in the middle of the long parking lot.  The truck was pulled across four parking spaces, but the lot was surprisingly empty.  With the biggest smile she could muster Kelly went out half skipping to meet him.  He started out of the truck looking rather annoyed.  He paused half out of the truck standing on a side step surveying the parking lot like a sea captain not quite ready to disembark. 

“Wow Mr. Chambers, what a big nice truck!” The big diesel engine roared, he must be in a hurry to not even cut it off.

“Thank you, now shall we go in?”  Dark sunglasses made it impossible to see where he was looking.

Kelly looked away from the truck for only a second and at him, “Yeah sure,” she said offhand and uninterested.  “I’ll be taking drivers Ed in a year or so, and I always kinda wanted a truck, but if they’re all as big as yours Mr. Chambers I’ll have to get a punch-buggy!”

He hopped down and smiled, “Tom, just call me Tom.”  He looked down at her thin sleek body and small firm breasts that wouldn’t need a bra for a year or two.  She could wear a bra most young girls did for show, but she wasn’t.  He thought about that big smiley face T shirt she wore, it was in his mind winking at him again.  His fantasies were satiated by his own daughter, at least that’s what he told himself, but this girl was different.  Something about her drew him.  “It is pretty big, but I think you could handle it.”  The double meaning game with the naive girl never failed to draw him out.

“Me!  No-way, my feet would be dangling just trying to reach the floor.”

Tom had to look away from her hardly able to stifle a smile.  He imagined holding her up by her tiny waist while her feet dangled unable to reach the ground.  He looked back at her with a sly smile, “You wanna give it a test drive?”

This is exactly what Kelly wanted, but she too naive to understand what was going on.  “Would I!” her big brown eyes wide with excitement.  “You’ll have to teach me, ok?”

Tom smiled back her, the evening sun was just going down and the warm rays lit her long brown hair up with golden rays blowing lightly in the breeze, and turned her milky smooth complexion solid gold.  “It would be my pleasure!”

Tom stepped aside waving an arm like a matador, “Step on up!”

Kelly looked up... the truck was huge.  A side step ran along the edge for just this purpose and with a big step she started climbing.  The seat was still chest high even with her standing on the step.  She was unable to swing her leg over the seat like she could in a car.  Tom’s eyes glazed over in desire as she bent over and tried to pull herself inside.  Her lean legs and firm tight ass under the tantalizing white shorts was too much.

“Here let me help you.”  Kelly looked back over her shoulder to see Tom coming up behind her.  He placed his hands on the tops of her pink tennis shoes and slowly ran up over her shins and feeling her calf’s.  Kelly suddenly remembered what kind of pervert she was dealing with.  He continued up over her knees then around the back pushing up through her thighs.

“Ah.uh-hah, I uh. I can...”  His hands flashed and grabbed just below the buttocks when his thumbs pressed hard on the inside of her legs just below the short’s hem.  Kelly felt the squeeze pull her tiny slit open under the shorts. Tom leaned close trying to smell her body’s perfume.  Her face instantly flushed and her heart raced!  He lifted and pressing his thumbs further into the crevice of her leg tendons.  Kelly got motivated real fast and climbed away from him more than into the truck.  It was a good thing, just as she pulled away he was about to discover her lack of underwear.  

“There you go!  It might be intimidating at first, but you’ll get used to it.”  He hopped up with ease as Kelly rolled over and sat up feeling trapped.  Tom had done this sort of thing before.  Never how to drive, but he knew to hold a carrot in front of a stubborn mule to get it to move.  He believed the girl truly wanted to learn to drive and would put up with a few uncomfortable moments that could be easily explained away.

She looked over at him obviously shaken, “I guess, but just tell me about it first?”  Kelly didn’t even notice she was clinging to the far door, which happened to be locked.

“Naw,” he waved for her to scoot over and patted his lab.  “The only way to do it is to just hop in the driver’s seat.”  He watched thinking his plan was working its magic.  She was indecisive but not unwilling.

Kelly looked out the window at her apartment worried about what was happening inside.  Tom’s dick ran down his leg rock hard and leaking clear pre-cum when she finally succumbed and looked over at him with big hazel eyes.  How bad could he be, right in the parking lot like this, “Sure!”  Tom smiled and patted his lap again as she scooted over.

He hooked a hand under her armpit and helped her up.  Kelly kept her knees tight and sat on his lap stiff as a board.  “Here,” he gently laid his hands on her legs.  “You can’t steer with our legs all bunched up now can you?  The steering wheel has to be completely free.  I’ll do the gas and breaks and you do the steering.”  His hands slid down to her knees and started to pull apart.  At first she resisted but he gently persisted her legs fall on each side of his dangling wide, unable to reach the floor.

“That’s better; now sit up straight so you can see.”  Kelly looked around curious.  His strong hands again slid up her legs like snakes and grabbed her hips pinching a little just inside her hip bones making her wince and retreat.  Rolling her hips forward and forcing her back to arch she was where he wanted with an opened crotch; he pulled her close.  Kelly didn’t think she could do any driving in this obscene position.

“Here we go,” Mr. Chambers reached up and rolled the transmission drive and gave a little gas.

She couldn’t see much pavement at all over the trucks huge hood.  The truck looked fifteen feet wide.  She tugged on the steering wheel and felt how little affect it was having.  She had to throw arm over arm to get much at all.

“I know, I know, it just looks bigger than the road, but it’s designed to fit quite nicely.  Now aim for the main road.”

“The main road?  I can barely see the parking lot!”  Kelly squirmed in his lap trying to peer out of the window.  She had to pinch her legs against his to get any lift at all.

“There you go, see your getting it,” he said as he gave the truck a bit more gas and it lurched forward while her arms penwheeled trying to turn the monster quick enough aiming for the stop sign.

“I don’t... I don’t think this is a good idea Mr. Chambers.”  She squirmed and ground her butt against this crotch even more just trying to see, no doubt his plan all along.  “No, I don’t think I want to do this anymore... I really can’t see enough.”  There had to be another way to stall this bastard.  Maybe she could “lose” her house key, or hopefully Candace was already up and waiting.

“Aw nonsense, let me help you a bit.”  His big arms came up and encircled her taking the wheel, without looking he rumbled onto the main highway going very slow on the straight road.  “See it drives itself, and I’ll be here to take over if you need help, so go on take the wheel!”

Kelly reluctantly put her tiny hands on the wheel.  She careened her neck and looked back at him.  He held his hand up like “don’t shoot copp’a” she was beginning to get the double meaning game.  The gesture said, I got it hands off you, and it’s all you driving now.  Still struggling to see anything but the pine trees and a tiny ribbon of blacktop road, she squirmed and stretched.  Mr. Chambers gave it a little more gas.  For his credit the road was deserted and he was going twenty miles an hour or less.  Kelly couldn’t deny in that moment she was enjoying it, she felt powerful and special, but for only a moment.  The only other adult that seemed to know she existed was that fat city buss driver.

Up ahead Kelly knew there was a sharp turn and saw a small car coming out of it.  “I really can’t see, please just take me back to the parking lot” Kelly pleaded softly, trying not to demand, which might make relations tough.

“Here I’ve got an idea.  You just hold onto that wheel, alright?”  Before she could take a breath in resistance his right hand was on her waist and slid down across her stomach and bellybutton showing no signs of stopping.  Kelly was scared to death the car was almost on them and he refused to take the wheel.  If she crashed now the whole house of cards would come tumbling down.  His hand never hesitated and continued down over her open crotch where it clamped like a vice.  She let out a tiny squeal as he lifted her up and pinned her by her delicates against his chest.

The position was more than awkward, it was just wrong, and anyone could see that.  The car passed and Kelly actually could see and navigate alot better.  Her eyes reached out trying to catch the other driver pleading for help, but the car was so much lower than the truck she couldn’t even see their face or gender.  The curve was approaching and he let off the gas as Kelly struggled to drive.  Tom knew exactly how helpless she was.  In the middle of the turn a one sided grin stretched across his face.  Slowly he began to undulate his hand trying to pressure the girl’s clit for a pleasurable response.  Her face was already flushed from embarrassment but now she felt raped and too scared to do anything.  She ran out of the road, losing control from the traffic jam of sensual overload.  He applied the brakes gently and with perfect timing came to a safe stop.

In a dashboard alcove his cell phone came to life.  He immediately dropped the eighty-five pounds of primed teen into his lap and took the wheel.  He was halfway in the road and didn’t care a bit and took the call from his daughter.  Kelly took a second to recover looking for an escape from his lap.  Candace had manipulated her the same way in the shower Friday morning and now she had mixed feelings about both encounters.

“Yes, hey!  ...  I was teaching your friend to drive  ...  No silly, we’re just round the corner  ...  Be right there.”  Kelly could only hear half the conversation and used the chance to slip out of his lap like a prostitute who’d seen a cop.

He looked over at the scared girl huddled in the corner; it was a sight he had seen many times before.  “Well that was fun.  Maybe we can have another lesson later, but Candace is a daddy hog.”

Kelly was a coiled snake daring him to try anything again.  “When was the last time you gave Candace a driving lesson?” Kelly hissed with a forked tongue.

Tom Chambers snapped his head over at her with eyes of fire.  No one talked to him like that, not even his Boss who was some eight thousand miles away most of the year.  This little girl was more than she seemed.  It was clear to him that Candace had talked a little too much.  Maybe the girl had put two and two together, but doubtful.

“She’s never really shown much interest,” He relaxed, roaring down the road looking to turn around.  This little cocktease would learn her lesson soon enough if she didn’t watch her mouth.  Candace kept fairly quiet, and he could take care of this little girl easy enough too. 

The ride back was short and awkward.  Kelly just stared out the window wondering which situation was worse.  She really wanted to talk to Candace and let her make the tough decisions.  She looked over at Tom who seemed quite normal; maybe Candace wasn’t the best decision maker.  Billy couldn’t be counted on either.  The image of his swollen purple penis as it erupted into her face made her shiver.  No, certainly not Billy.  Maybe there was such a thing as fate and it was playing a horrible joke on her.

Candace was standing outside with her arms crossed annoyed when the truck pulled in.  She had a pretty good idea what her dad was up to.

“Hey honey, I was starting to worry.”  She gave him a go-to-hell stare.  “Ah, so good to see your shining face again.” He finished sarcastically.  Without a word she stomped off to the truck where he sat.

Kelly didn’t want them talking too much or getting into a fight, not yet.  The girls needed to talk first.  She ran in and didn’t want to waste time.  She just grabbed her bookbag near the door and shouted over her shoulder, “I’ll call you later Billy, just make yourself at home!”  And she was out the door in a flash.  Just in time too, the passenger door shut on the truck.  Kelly ran over and climbed up with Candace’s help this time.  Candace gave her a look asking if she was ok, and Kelly returned an, I’m fine nod.

They rode quietly into the familiar neighborhood and house.  Kelly got to use the front door this time.  They were immediately pounced by Buster her dog.  Candace tried to beat the canine off.

“Candace be nice!  He just misses you.  He’s been moping around all weekend looking for you.”

“No Dad, I don’t care!”

“He just wants to play.”

“Not right now,” she gave him an evil scowl.

“Alright, but only because your friend is over.”  He took the dog by the collar and led him away.

Candace grabbed Kelly’s hand and took her quickly up the stairs to her room.






This Is a Work of Fiction
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Dark Incarnate - Chapter6 Book1

Dark Incarnate 
By Mr. Black 




Chapter 6
Full Steam Ahead



Billy was the first to up Saturday morning.  He didn't dare wake the girls.  It was a quarter past six and the sun wasn't over the ridge yet, but the blue morning light was undeniable.  He stumbled into the kitchen and made a fresh pot of coffee.  He really had to pee too.  Rather than chance waking the girls he stepped out onto the porch and into the sheltered part of the yard and relieved himself.  It was bit chilly out, the morning dew mild fog made the air feel thick and humid even through the chill.  A crow called in a distant tree and gave him a jump.  As he relaxed and zipped his pants down when his eyes focused on the cat carrier.  It sat quietly covered and weighted like some botched magicians trick.

Quietly, Billy tried to sneak up on the creature and peek inside.  His damp feet left wet tracks on the porch as he crossed.  Slowly he worked up enough courage to look inside.  Gingerly lifting a corner of the damp blanket, he was confused to see white silk lining the gate and bars.  Taking the whole blanket off he found the creature had made a cocoon overnight.  Kelly would be excited to see this.  The trouble from last night had at least gotten results.

He carried it back in and put the carrier on the kitchen table and got some coffee.  He sat in the quiet sipping the coffee and tried collect his thoughts.  Kelly had the computer in her room so he couldn't research anything.  He went to his pack and pulled a notebook and started taking down chronological events with date and time.  Jotting down the events made him feel scientific.  He would have to consult the girls to see what all had happened before he came into the picture to fill in the blanks in the timeline.  What would be the next step?  Log the past and results of the cocoon, but what other experiments could they do?  The more he thought of it the more he came to the same conclusion.  This experiment alone told them next to nothing, they would need more.  More experiments, more cages, more drawings, more of everything.  A big smile crept across his face.  He really wanted to use Kelly's computer.  Billy started on a new list of things to do. 

The sun rose higher above the treetops baking the fog away and peering into the bedroom onto the spooning girls.  Slowly Candace woke first and turned to face Kelly.  She was delighted to find Kelly had shed her clothes and slept in nothing but her undies.  Carefully she nuzzled Kelly's neck and shoulder carefully rolling her over onto her back.  She straddled Kelly just like in the field and bent to kiss her awake.  Kelly woke wide eyed and confused for a second, then mildly annoyed she played along and pushed Candace off.  Candace went for the restroom while Kelly searched for something to wear.  All of her pajamas were dirty, most needing a serious washing, and she had no fresh panties to wear either.  A few cleans ones were scattered with her socks but they were too small and would drive her crazy if she tried to wear them.  After a quiet curse and a personal promise to do laundry today, she slipped on some white shorts and a simple t-shirt and headed down stairs. 

When she finished the steps there was an awkward moment of silence when she unwittingly surprised Billy.  He was hunched over a pad scribbling like mad.  Both of them remembered what happened but it felt distant and the morning so new and fresh.

"Morning," Kelly said and went for the coffee.

"Oh!  Hey."  Billy couldn't help but stare.  She was so beautiful.  The white shorts made her thin pale legs look like porcelain, silky smooth and without blemish.   "Did you see the cocoon?"

"What?" in the wake of the awful events of last night Kelly actually forgot about the cat carrier.

"Look!  It must be more like a caterpillar than a grub."  He felt pretty sure grub worms didn't build cocoons, but that was one of the things he wanted to look up.  Kelly eyed the cage on the floor next to the table.  "I've been up for a while, and I've had time to think."  His eyes were wild and on fire and it scared Kelly a bit.

"Uh, huh," Kelly poured the coffee keeping one eye on the cage.

"First I think we are going to need more space, and second we need to go shopping..."  Billy saw Candace reach the bottom of the stairs and just stopped speaking.

"What are you going on about now Billy?"  Candace had changed.  It was apparent she had planned on spending time with Kelly and Kelly only.  She had packed 'girls only' and specifically to seduce Kelly.  With a swish of a pleated carmine skirt she walked into the kitchen.  Kelly saw her and blushed crimson.  Her pale complexion and dimples lit up like jolly ol’ Saint Nick.  Billy filled Candace in on the basics of the experiment and the results, omitting a few specific details as usual.  Kelly was too embarrassed to say much more than a word or two in agreement. 

"So, I think we need more cages for more experiments," Billy continued.  "We may not know how to control this... ability yet, but we can start to learn its affects and effects."

Candace looked between the two and shared Kelly's skepticism of his intensity, "Wow, affects and effects, good one Billy.  Now if we can just teach you to how to use their, there, and they're you'll be ready to take on the world!"

Kelly giggled and finally spoke up, "No way, Billy!  You have no idea what you’re talking about, and YOU have never been attacked by one of these things.  It's way too dangerous.  Who knows what kind of monster is waiting inside that cocoon!  How can you know whatever is in there wont burst out of that flimsy thing or slip though the bars?"

"I know it's a scary road, but if you insist on not telling a grown-up there is no other option."  Disagreeing with Kelly made him feel nervous but he had to convince her.  "We can't learn how or why this is happening by pretending it's not real, but maybe if we try we might get some answers."

"No, I won’t go along with this, it's that simple.  I have to bring these creatures to life by drawing them and I'm just not going to draw or paint anymore.  I'm done."

"For the rest of your life?"  Candace said and looked at Kelly whose angry stare just might kill her.  

"Yes, I don't care!  It's just too dangerous, think about what happened yesterday!"

"I feel fine today, so it's not THAT dangerous.  The things have done nothing to really hurt us.  And if we take proper precautions..."  Kelly just stared back and shook her head in protest.

"I was also wondering, I know you told me not to ask too many questions but I need to fill in a timeline of events and you guys still haven't told me much about..."  Both girls glared at him and he stopped and dropped his head in defeat.

"Look Kelly, I know this is scary but if you want to avoid the loony bin or being carted off to some secret government lab I suggest you reconsider.  You know how much I don't want to agree with Billy, but I think we should consider it.  Aren't you the one who said he could help?"

"Every time I've said 'I feel it's a bad idea' something bad happens..."

"But each hard lesson we learn makes us stronger.  I mean, if we are going to use Billy then let's use him.”  Billy nodded in agreement it sounded like an insult but he was glad to agree with Candace for a change.  “They don't even want to attack him, so make him do all the work."  Candace talked as if Billy wasn’t in the room and never dropped eye contact with Kelly, who let out a long sigh signaling defeat.  "So, continue Billy."

"Well, first I want to use the computer to check a few things.  But seeing this one in a cocoon begs the question what is it changing to?  The next big question is, do other creatures change and react the same to, uh... semen as this one."

Kelly shuffled her feet, "You said something about going shopping before?"

"Right, I want to make a make-shift laboratory where we can safely experiment and observe.  We need more and better cages and I want a good safe room to set it all up in.  I think your art studio would be a great place, it's open and pretty empty except for the paintings, which we can move down here."

"I have a better idea; I'll get my aunt to run them over to the exhibit.  They've been hounding me for some art since the accident."

"So you agree?"  Candace asked.

Kelly didn't answer with anything other than a heavy sigh.  Silence was acceptance.  The rest of the morning they spent planning.  Candace and Kelly worked on logistics of where and how while Billy worked on the computer learning the what.  Kelly called her aunt to drive them around.  They went shopping for "a group project" which would be due at school before the end of the grade.  Candace bought everything with her dad's credit card and Billy read from his notepad like a Jewish bookie.  At first shopping was slow because Kelly and Billy didn't want to spend Candace's money, but after she bought a small laptop and webcam just for the lab, things changed.

By that afternoon the studio would be transformed into an empty wildlife refuge.  They all agreed fish tanks with a tough locking lizard lids would be perfect.  They got three fish tanks, a couple of bird cages, and one large dog cage (just in case) which had to be assembled later.  Billy also got stuff that didn't make much sense like random vitamin supplements, rolls of plastic, double sided sticky tape, velcro, rubber gloves, rubbing alcohol, etc.  He kept assuring the girls it would all make sense later.  Once back at the apartment, Billy got to work on the room while Candace called about a fifty gallon fish tank and stand which had to be delivered and set up.  The stuff went up to the room and the paintings were taken off by Kelly's Aunt, who never questioned anything. 

Billy asked more questions then she wanted to hear so Kelly told him to use and do whatever he wanted.  He took the closet door from the studio/bedroom off the hinges and used the plastic sheeting, tape and velcro to make an opaque plastic velcro door, which he explained would be "smell proof" if the need arose.  The fish tanks were stacked on shelves beside the big fifty gallon tank, which had been delivered from the “Iwanna” sale papers.  The bird cages and the five by seven dog cage fit against the opposite wall.  They also took a side table from the living room and a two kitchen chairs and Kelly's personal rolly chair (though it didn't roll much on the carpet) and made a small desk island for the new laboratory.

As it grew dark outside they sat on the soft carpet floor instead of the chairs.  "Wow, this looks amazing, I didn't think we could actually do it."  Candace said as she laid back.

Billy was still taking the lids for the tanks out of the plastic, "I think we should fill this one with water and try a fish."  He fumbled with the twenty tank's lid which was alot weaker than it looked.

Kelly sat staring at the huge five by five dog cage, "You guys are completely nuts."

"I only suggested we get that, just in case." Candace didn't move from the floor.   Kelly rolled her eyes and went downstairs to get a jug, and began carting water into the twenty tank.

Billy had already brought the cat carrier in and sat it on the small table.  The carrier was two pieces that snapped together with clamps.  He tried to pull the two parts apart but the cocoon's web was incredibly strong.  He used a knife and started cutting at the web until it was free.  They were all tense while he worked.  He held it out with both hands like a hot potato.  The cocoon was over a foot long and half as thick.  He walked it over and set it down in the plain glass bottom of the fifty gallon tank.  They chose this tank because it had been retrofitted with a thick wire gate lid with two hinges for locks.

"What do you think the other people kept in this thing?" he said as he closed the lid and slide the pen in securing the latches.

"Not what we are, that's for sure!"  Candace finally stood up and peered inside.  "But he mentioned something about raising alligators."  She pulled the small table over and set it up near the tank with the webcam recording.

"Wow... alligators, impressive."  Billy took the carrier and stored it inside the almost air tight closet enclosure.  "So, you’re up Kelly.  I think we need to add a few creatures to the empty tanks."

Kelly was pouring the last of the water into the tank, "I'll admit you've got me curious."  After the experience with the door she drew for Candace, the possibilities were endless.  Blinking her eyes a real monstrosity flashed and shook it away with a chill.  Can we start with a fish?"  Water could be a weakness of these creatures.  She shivered remembering the first attack; when she pulled the thing out of Candace the charcoal was smearing and running.  They all agreed, why the heck not, and Kelly went to get her sketch book.

She created a beautiful simple goldfish.  She meant for the eyes to look scared but instead they looked sinister and mean.  The girls were used to seeing it, but watching the fish come to life was still amazing to Billy.  At first it just flopped on the page but they quickly dropped it into the tank.  The lines began to fade and soon it was just a white fish shaped cutout which also began to fade and smear.  First around the edges, the fins began to disappear like the water was sand-paper and rubbed them off.  Soon it was nothing but a white spear darting though the water until it vanished.  The water had taken on a milky color.

"Guess they don't do so well in water."  Candace whispered.

Kelly leaned forward, "Don't touch it, just close the lid and wait for a while.  Maybe we should put some of the... catalyst in there?"  It was the first time she used that word but everyone knew immediately and looked at Billy.

"Don't look at me like that, it makes me nervous.  Let's just give it some time."

"Awww does the little guy have stage fright?"  Candace loved to harass Billy every chance she got.

"Come on you two."  We'll go to bed after we're done, just hold it together.  Kelly rolled her eyes, of all the people...

"What about this?"  Billy held up the little garden sign she drew in class, still clear it read: Big Boy Beans.  How did the sign come off the page exactly?  Only living things came alive because they were alive.  This wasn't an exact science.  Yet.  Without a word Kelly began drawing a tiny bean seed with a short leafy sprout.

Billy was in awe as usual, "With any luck we’ll change the world."

Kelly didn’t miss a beat, "With any luck we’ll survive!"

"Go get a handful of dirt, I want to see what this grows up to be."  Candace took the paper and dropped the little seed in the big open glass tank.  Billy came running up the stairs with a small bit of dirt and they planted the seed with the white shoot sticking up and snapped the lid down.

The three stood peering into the glass of the different tanks.  The bean seed seemed as dead as the sign in Billy's pocket, the water tank was just milky and empty.  Since they had a grub in stage two, they all agreed on a worm. 

Kelly got her book and began working again.  Without drawing any background the sketch came to life pretty fast, so to speak.  Billy held the paper above the tank and dropped in an albino earth worm.  It wiggled and blindly explored the confines at the bottom of the tank.  Much as they had expected.

"Heh good one, what the heck can an earthworm do?"  Billy let out a retarded laugh and the girls looked at him funny.

"Now what?" Candace put her hands on her hips impatiently looking at Billy again.

"I think we should wait and see what happens.  I still think this is a bad idea and don't want to rush into it too fast."  Kelly was always the cautious one and didn’t want to get carried away.  A room full of monsters was bad enough without throwing super food at them.

"It seems safe enough.  I think we need to move to the next stage."  Candace let out a long sigh and then both girls looked at Billy who was in his own world looking at the cocoon.  Kelly wasn’t too worried; she knew what Billy’s response would be.  But after playing with the grub for hours last night maybe they did need move on.  What they saw is pretty much what they would find if they left it for a few hours or over night.

"Billy can you, uh... ya know do your thing in these?" 

"Whoa, it doesn't work like that."

"Don't start that crap with me Billy," Kelly glared at him.

"No I mean, imagine a tank of gas, I'm pretty well spent and there is no way I could do it three times in a row."  Both girls sighed like he was intentionally full of crap.  "Seriously go look it up, if you don't believe me."

"So what the heck are we suppose to do now?  Can you just try?"

"I guess... just go downstairs and I'll try..."  The girls turned to leave the room.

Kelly turned as Billy stammered on, "Wait, do you have a cup or something?"  Candace turned and wrinkled her nose disgusted and quickly left with Kelly right behind.  

Candace jumped on the couch and started watching TV, while Kelly went into the kitchen and got a coffee mug.  She looked into the empty cup and remember the explosion from the night before. 

"Are you really going to take that to him?  I mean you might have to drink out of that one day!"

"Can you just try to be a little nicer, we do kind of need him considering."

"Whatever, just be sure he washes that out with sandpaper and bleach when he's done."

She went up with the mug.  Knocking didn't even occur to her.  It was her studio.  She opened the door to find Billy on the computer looking at porn.  "What the hell are you doing?"  The intrusion scared Billy to death and he nearly fell out of the chair trying to zip his pants back up.  It didn't matter if she knew what he was doing or not, guys shouldn't be disturbed sometimes.

"I told you!  I can't just point at it and say a magic spell!"

"Here's your cup."

"I don't guess you could help me, it's really creepy in here."  She just handed him the cup and turned slamming the door behind to join Candace on the couch.

Billy came out a few minutes later and stood at the top of the stairs holding the cup.  "Ok, what should I do with it?"

"You were supposed to put it in the tanks, dummy!"  Candace said

"Which one?"

"Jesus Billy, put a little in each one.  Am I going to have to chew your food for you too?" She relished the chance to scold him.

"But, I don't think I can do that."

Kelly looked over at Candace, and Candace just shook her head.  "Billy you have to figure this stuff out for yourself or else we're likely to kill you, ok?"  Kelly got up and headed up stairs where Billy had already retreaded back to the lab.

He stood near the tank and held out the cup, "There's not enough see."

Kelly took the cup and looked inside.  A tiny puddle of clear whitish fluid that didn't even cover the bottom ran to one side as she turned it.  She thought of the thick strands that clung to her face and hair like elmer's glue the night before.  "This is bullshit Billy!"

"No, seriously I need a day or two, so you know, my body can make more!  I'm not faking I promise!"

"So what the heck are we gonna do?"

"I guess we'll have to wait, less you have some other source," Billy rolled his eyes.

Kelly still held the cup and looked down and tried to swirl the semen around it was runny and mostly clear.  "Just wash this out, and I suppose we'll wait on you.  Hey, after you wash that get the frozen pizza out and preheat the oven.  I am going to have a talk with Candace.  Oh, and wash your hands for heavens sake." 

In an hour all three were zoned out on the couch and chairs eating pizza and trying not to think about the monsters upstairs.  It didn't take long before Candace had both the remote and Kelly tightly in her grasp. 

Things had changed between the two of them; Candace felt it just as Kelly understood it, or rather didn't understand.  And even though they went off to bed together, the night was no comfort.  Billy had no trouble sleeping, he felt like the luckiest kid in the world.

As usual he got up before the girls, but much later than the day before.  It was nearly noon when he started coffee and checked the lab.  Nothing was out of place but he wanted to get more done today.  Maybe even find an answer.  They had to come up with something before art class Monday morning.  He got the girls up.  They sent him into the lab to do his thing, but got similar results. 

Kelly called Candace out to the back porch.  It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon, and lounging in the patio furniture she couldn't wait anymore and had to talk to Candace.

"I told you he was useless.  We need to just send him home and not invite him back."  Candace really had a forked tongue and acid spit when she wanted.

"That's not entirely true, if it wasn't for Billy we wouldn't know about the catalyst."

"Yeah, because that pervert was jacking off in your bedroom."

"Look, either way, we have to wait on him to continue."

"Not really, he's not the only male with cum, and the good thing is most are more than happy to give it to you." Candace was furious, and the words even hurt Kelly.

"Umm, Candace that's horrible we can’t just go around with a mason jar taking a collection!"

"Maybe not, but I'll bet I could find a replacement for our 'need' of Billy."

"And just exactly who would that be?"

"That's my secret!" Candace said smiling like it was a joke.  Which it was to her, but Kelly's face darkened.

"Well you bring up a good point.  I've been meaning to ask you something.  All the other stuff you said about me and you being together did you really mean all of that?"

"Yes, of course..." her face got serious at the question that felt oddly like an accusation.

"You’re sure there's nobody else?" Kelly accused.

"No, no-ooo, you’re taking that all wrong."

"Look, I don't like being lied to.  The first day you got attacked the thing was tiny then when I tried to pull it out it was HUGE almost as big as my arm!  I didn't think anything of it then because how the hell was I suppose to know anything.  But we do know that those creatures only grow when they consume the catalyst."

Candace blushed deep red, "This is a misunderstanding, trust me you have nothing to worry about."

"And we know what the catalyst is, don't we Candace?"

"I told you I don't like men!  You don't understand" Candace was on the verge of tears.

Kelly was furious that her supposed girlfriend would just lie to her face, "Then tell me how semen got INSIDE you so that thing could have lunch!"

Candace's eyes had long since welled up with tears and she was sobbing something unintelligible.  Kelly leaned in and put an arm around her and tried to understand.  She kept saying something over and over... it was her dad?  Candace’s father!  The guy she talked to on the phone? 

Kelly felt horrible, like the meanest person in the world, she took Candace in her arms and they held each other in the warm sunlight.   







This Is a Work of Fiction
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.