A collection of my personal stories I've written in boredom on 3rd shift. Title says it all, CAUTION. Formicophilia, beastiality, and monsters in non-con Sci-fi horror.
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-Most of these are unfinished and rough draft so...
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Dark Incarnate - Chapter3 Book1
By Mr. Black
Chapter 3 Hard Earned Lessons
A loud Disney alarm clock woke Kelly up with a shudder at the
darkness. She jumped at the strange surroundings
and warm body snuggling her. It felt right
somehow, and she relaxed back into Candace's arms waiting for her friend to fully
awaken. Though Kelly was in a strange place
with a very new friend, she couldn't help but feel good. She felt it was the home she always wanted and
never had. More importantly, Candace was
filling a lonely void with more than even her parents could have offered. Not that
they could ever be replaced, but in this new chapter of her life she found a different
kind of fulfillment.
The girls pattered quietly down the stairs moments later in the
pre dawn quiet. Kelly was still in her big
oversized shirt, but had lost the PJ pants during the night somehow, but she didn't
care. She was starting to feel more and more
comfortable around Candace who didn’t think twice about such things. Her floppy t-shirt was just a bit too short to
be without bottoms but it was just Candace.
A quick rummage though the refrigerator for a cream cheese bagel and yogurt
breakfast as the girls whispered and giggled.
"Come on, let’s take a shower and get our stuff ready. The bus comes really early here. Daddy normally takes me but I think it would be
more fun to ride the bus today."
"If it weren't for the bus system I wouldn't get around
at all,” Kelly rolled her eyes with a sigh.
"Hey, you should ask your dad if you can come over to my place and stay
"He might since it is Friday; he's a little weird about
school nights. Maybe you should ask him. I was so surprised that he let you stay last night. I think he likes you."
"He thinks I'm a good influence on you... and I think he
likes me too." Kelly giggled and dripped
cold strawberry yogert onto her shirt. Candace
reached out without hesitation and swiped a finger across her boob causing a jiggle
and licked her finger. Kelly tried to ignore
it, "Not too many grown men can resist a little girls puppy eyes." She
smiled and playfully fluttered her long eye lashes. Kelly knew how to make her Father’s heart melt,
but she didn't understand Tom had a very different reaction.
"He won’t be up for a little while, but that's good. You should go wake him up and ask. When he's half awake is the best time to ask. I'm going to pick out some clothes. Their room is just around the corner at the end
of the hall past mine."
The girls tossed empty yogurt cups into the trash and bounced
up the stairs with excitement. Kelly knocked
on the oak door first to be polite, but she knew they were asleep and went in. The room was large and full of tall dressers and
a full length mirror opposite the private open bathroom. She walked over to the larger lump under the
covers and softy spoke his name.
"Mr. Chambers?" no response. She poked the large poofy covers with a ridged
finger and still nothing. Kelly put both
hands on the covers and pulled them down, and he finally stirred. "Mr. Chambers? Can Candace stay the night with me tonight?" He barely opened his eyes to see the big smiley
face winking at him again with the tiny points of her perky tit's, taunting him.
"Sure honey," he said sleepily and pulled the covers
back up and drifted off again. For the rest
of the morning Tom Chambers, a well respected surgeon dreamed of a massive state-wide
search for a missing girl and the whole time he had that smiley face t-shirt in
his hands, trying to get rid of it.
Kelly went back to tell her new friend the good news and wondered
if Candace knew about her unique home situation. It would make a great time for more testing. The whole idea of drawing something else gave
her the creeps but she didn’t see anyway around it. She walked into the room self absorbed in her
thoughts to find Candace naked.
"Ummm sorry, I should have knocked," Kelly turned red
and started back out the door.
"No, silly it's ok, let's take our shower together." Candace said, stepping out of her panties and
looking up at Kelly who just had shyed away but slowly turned peeking at her. Candace’s breasts stood plump and full on her
chest held in the invisible bra of youth.
"I think I'll let you go first," Kelly hadn't been
nude in front of anyone since she was a small child, and then it was her Mom and
"Come-on it’s girl time!" and she bounced over to the
second door in her room and it opened into a huge private bathroom. Kelly followed unsure but she didn't want cause
an awkward moment.
Inside the door, a huge mirror and a pink and white marble sink
covered one wall, and the bath was built into the rest. The huge walk in shower dominated the room with
double glass doors that hovered seamlessly in the air. The door's invisible barrier held a wall of rising
steam. The shower itself was red tile, floor
to ceiling, with an ornate gold and silver shower head and hose.
"It's beautiful," Kelly's jaw hung open in amazement.
"Daddy had it built just for me. I told him I wanted a sit down garden tub, but
he said this would be better and easier for daily showers, and I can give buster
one hell of a bath in here; you should see him!" Candace smiled ear to ear and swung the door open
silent as a breeze and slipped inside. Her
silhouette disappeared fading into the rising steam. "Get undressed silly, and come-on!" Her hourglass figure returned and closed the glass
door before disappearing again.
Kelly watched as the enclosure soon became a solid steamy cube,
but with a ghostly feminine figure tall an shapely dancing in the mist. She slowly peeled her panties down with a sticky
wet pulling at the gusset from where her body betrayed her. She paused before taking her shirt off, it alone
covered her nudity. She felt once she took
her fathers shirt off it would be the turning of some unknown page in her life,
and it made her heart drum in her chest.
Candace had the life she always dreamed of.
Kelly's Father had always been a good provider and great Dad,
but things always came from a cheap store or second hand thrift. Suddenly she felt her whole life was made from
some giant casting in china, but this bathroom was something different. It wasn't "custom" ordered out of a
catalogue, and stamped from a mold in china.
It looked and felt like a dream; true custom built and designed from the
ground up. One of a kind, Candace must really
"Are you coming?" Candace called from behind the wall
of steam, little droplets of water rolled down the glass leaving trails like rainfall.
"You bet I am!" she said jumping out of the old raggedy
shirt off letting it crumple discarded to the floor. She tugged a bit on a small rubber door handle
and a notch gave way in the hinges letting the glass door and steamy air waft open. Kelly slid shyly inside, but equally excited as
if skinny dipping.
Kelly found Candace covered in soap suds in the far corner. The shower itself was larger than the bathroom
looked. "Go ahead the water feels great,
I like it a little hot so be careful," Candace said as she rubbed her
slick skin with soapy wonder. The water was
hot, and after a short time Kelly's pale skin turned red. Along the corner was a shelf system that held
more shampoos and conditioners than anyone could hope to use in a year.
"Check this out," Kelly heard a click then a spitting
as new water came directly down out of the ceiling and far wall. Three shower heads!
"This is amazing!" Kelly replied to the world as she
soaped up her own chest.
"Be careful not to drop the soap," Candace materialized
out of the steam and moved into the water near her. Kelly was surprised and remembered she wasn't
alone and stammered backward and bumped against the cool tile wall. Startled she did drop the soap. It hit the hard tile with a dull thud and zipped
"Well I did now, because you scared me! Why should I not drop the soap though?"
"Do you live under a rock? It's a prison thing they always say on TV and
movies," Candace stepped aside from the fallen soap looking down waiting on
her to take the bait. Kelly bent down to
get it, showing her sculpted calves and tiny tight butt. The gentle crease of her butt cheeks and soft
mound of her slit was just too enticing, glistening in the running water. "When the person bends to get it," Kelly
paused wondering what Candace was going to say as she picked the soap feeling its
dented corner, "they get RAPED!"
And for the Second time Candace grabbed her. Her fingers pinched inside Kelly’s jutting hipbones
as she clamped on. They were slick with soap,
and sensual. Candace proceeded to hump wildly
with crazy wet smacking sounds.
Instead of feeling strange Kelly laughed out loud at the silliness,
and played along crying out in fake ecstasy waving her arms. When she stood and turned to face her assailant
Candace stood firm, close, and didn't take her hands off Kelly's hips. Kelly who was a few inches shorter than the girl
looked up into her face.
Candace smiled and moved one hand up Kelly's side and into the
small of her back while her other seized a handful of Kelly’s butt. Candace pulled Kelly close and she felt her pronounce
hipbones rub a soapy caress across her mons.
Kelly returned the gesture and raised a hand to place on Candace's waist. They inched closer so their bodies became one,
slithering together with the soapy water.
Kelly's hard pointy nipples were like pencil erasers while Candace had much
softer puffy nipples each rubbing together.
As their eyes closed without a spoken word, their lips moved together and
Kelly's head was light and spinning. If it weren't for Candace she would have fallen
over. More than just their bodies met and
moved together like smoke from two fires.
Their spirit or the embodiment of their electrical desire swirled filling
the room and mixing like their tongues. Candace's
hands turned Kelly's shoulders and Kelly knew she would fall. She was spun around facing away, but Candace clutched
her close. She opened her eyes only to see
the blurry steam and waking reality became a dream. Still dizzy she leaned into Candace who planted
both hands on Kelly's small budding breasts.
She rubbed the firm mounds of flesh into her chest as Kelly leaned back totally
relying on her friend to hold her up. Aided
by the soap she slid her hand down Kelly's soft tight skin at her belly and paused
just below the panty line. Kelly's heart
raced she had never had anyone touch her there.
She stood quivering so unsure of what was happening. Candace's fingers slid down and pushed two fingers
between Kelly's tight clammy lips, rippling her open and toying with her shaking
body. The pleasure of those fingers running
over her virgin clitoris exploded sending shivers of weakness up her body. She was too sensitive and her body gave an involuntary
jerk and Kelly crumpled, held close by Candace who continued to work her magic. Kelly continued to buck and jerk away when she
realized this was only the beginning. Candace's
tantalizing middle dipped into her; the soft lips give way to her tight insides. Kelly went limp as her knees buckled trying to
pull back, to deny access, and give her a moment to rest from the onslaught, but
she had no such luck.
Candace easily held the weak and smaller girl captive with one
arm around Kelly's chest, and the other between her closed squirming legs holding
her up. Candace sank a long finger in and
gave a flick. Kelly gave a defeated cry trying
to shrink away.
Candace stopped the subtle teasing pulling back and began massaging
Kelly's swollen and begging clit again. Her
eyes only saw the dreamy red tile and she feared she might pass out as wave after
wave of building pleasure washed up and over her from the smallest of places between
her legs. She whimpered and moaned as her
first orgasm built. Candace pushed her long
middle finger back in. Kelly wanted to resist
pulling her legs up to pull away, but she couldn't. Candace's undulating finger toyed past Kelly's
virgin barrier trying to reach her sweet spot.
Kelly knew there was no escape. The
pent up pleasure exploded overloading her body's ability to measure stimuli and
her blurry vision almost went black from faint.
She saw stars and strange afterimages that fluttered like heat waves and
mirages in the desert. Candace finally let
her limp body collapse on the tile floor watching in triumph as the water beat down
on the exhausted little body.
"That... That … was a first, um,” Kelly licked her dry lips
despite the raining water. “What do you call
it?" Kelly murmured meekly as she struggled to get up and out of the hot water.
"Orgasm? You've got to learn to listen to what your body
tells you Kelly." It was almost an exact
quote from when her father had 'the talk' with her years ago.
An hour later as they stood waiting for the bus and Kelly still
felt a few sparks from the explosion between her legs. She didn't know such things were possible.
"I wish you would have let me give you an outfit, you should
have worn something fresh," Candace said.
Kelly had only brought PJ's so she was wearing the same clothes as when she
showed up at her door. She had considered
taking the offer, but all of Candace's cloths were too big.
"It'll be ok, besides that's the good thing about wearing
black, no one can tell the difference."
"I guess your right and we have bigger things to worry about,
like what were going to do in first period."
"You're right; I can’t draw or paint anything until we learn
more. Can’t we just skip it?" Kelly
wanted to spend more and more time with her friend. What happened this morning in the shower, Kelly
decided, wouldn't change anything. They were
still friends; and that was one friend teaching another friend about elementary
parts of growing up. Kinda like forcing someone
to try new a new food. It made sense when
she thought of it like that. If her
parents were still alive they would surely have had “the talk” and explained
such things, but at least she had Candace now.
"I'm not like you, "Mrs. I can do almost anything with
a pencil, pen, charcoal block, or paintbrush!" I can't skip or I might get behind; I barely got
that bowl of fruit done yesterday."
"You know what could happen if I go!" The school buss's big diesel engine was rounding
the bend with a loud acceleration.
"Yeah, but what if it's another instructional day? She'll just flail around acting like she is the
best art teacher on the eastern seaboard?"
"And what if I have to paint or draw something?" Kelly
said as the bus pulled up, and giggled when Candace winced at the blast from the
air-breaks. She wondered if Candace had ever
ridden a bus before. "Come-on it's not going to bite,” Kelly started up the
"Who says anything bad is going to happen?" Candace looked at Kelly funny as she sat in the
seat over the wheel hub with no leg room.
"I don't know, maybe because it's happened 100% of the time
"Since when? Since
you started counting? How many times has
it happened in your whole life?"
"I'll go... but if I feel anything creepy, anything! I'm out of there; I'll go to the bathroom and
never come back."
"See, that's not so bad, what's the worst that could happen?"
Wait, are you kidding!
Everyone sees it, and goes nuts, then they'll cart me off to a secrete government
lab never to be seen again. That's what could
"Now you’re being silly. You could come up with a thousand "what ifs"
for something you simply don't want to do."
"What-Ever, but if something bad happens I'm blaming it
all on you." The bus stopped to pick
up a familiar raggedy looking kid.
"You're the one with the power, think of this as a live
Kelly eyed Billy, "Hey, you see that kid sitting a few seats
up? See how he's looking back this way?"
"Yeah, isn't that, that kid from class?"
"Yep, that's Billy Mason, and he's looking up your skirt!"
Kelly began laughing hysterically, her plan went great.
"What! Why did you sit on top of this freaking wheel I can’t
un-crunch my legs... If this is your idea
of a joke, it's not funny!"
They sat for the rest of the ride with Billy constantly trying
to find a new angle to see Candace's panties, and with Candace constantly trying
to keep them hidden. Kelly laughed the whole
trip, her troubles drifting far away for a brief moment.
Before class they went to 'the path to nowhere' and out in the
small forest. Candace didn't really know
what was going on, but Kelly found a patch of leaves that was disturbed. She got down on her hands and knees unable to
stop digging because it was exactly how she saw it in her mind. She suddenly stopped when she found a milky white
"Look, do you think it’s the same?" Kelly paused and
watched the grub with anticipation.
"It looks normal to me, gross. I can’t believe that thing, was... was..."
"I keep having the feeling that this spot in the woods,
something was out here. And I woke it up"
"I think you've been reading too many ghost stories."
scooped a hand down and picked up the plump grub worm.
"Don't touch it! It might... you know, be bad!" Candace
recoiled in horror.
"Last time one of these fell between your legs you said
please! But relax this one looks harmless,"
Kelly said jokingly.
"I don't remember that!" Candace whined angrily, as
the bell rang announcing the last five minutes to get to class and Kelly dropped
the worm that hardly moved.
The two girls got into class quite early and chose their seats
in the back. Mrs. Francis didn’t have assigned
seats, but the slackers weren't happy about losing their seats to a couple a two-goodie-two-shoes. Mrs. Francis came in a few minutes after the late
bell carrying a cup of coffee from the teachers lounge. Ever since Kelly came to Spencer Mrs. Francis
had a holier than thou attitude that drove everyone crazy, including the other
"I trust everyone is eager to get their papers back so come
up and get them, while I take attendance," Mrs. Francis flopped a stack of
papers on an empty desk at the front. When everyone sat back down she began again,
"Most of you did quite well. Today we
will move on. You've studied depth, now its
time to take that one step further: Depth with a twist. You are to draw a snake or ribbon, something long
and skinny that is perceptively turned and twisted. Normally I would tell how some tricks, but I want
to see where you all stand on the subject.
Some of you in this class are far ahead while others are... lacking." She glared at Billy Mason who had also changed
his normal seat. "I want to teach you
all, so this assignment will show where you all stand. This will be graded on effort, so do your best!"
Candace and Kelly looked at each other with big eyes. Mrs. Francis took her seat and started on her
large coffee mug again.
"Holy crap, I can’t do that! Could you imagine a snake actually loose in the
class?" Kelly whisper screamed at Candace.
"Just calm down she's not even grading it, and remember
how you said your thoughts might have been the trigger? Well, just don't think!"
"I can't! This is
too risky; I don't want to get carted off.
Mrs. Francis called from her desk, "Ok you two, let’s get
to work and stop that chatter."
"Live test!" Candace hissed.
Neither of the girls noticed but Billy Mason chose to sit in
front of Kelly along the far right side of the room. He had set up a good angle to see Candace's skirt,
and also happened to be eavesdropping. He
thought they must be playing a game. He laid
his head down cocked back to get another look at her white panties. He could almost make out a faint crease in the
Without thinking Kelly, thought... she instantly saw a coiled
rattle snake in her mind and her eyes went wide. No way she’d ever draw that! What if she chose something very different from
what she saw? She remembered a small garden
snake her had father pointed out shortly after the move here. He explained how they were not poisonous and very
docile. She got to work drawing some garden
steaks with running bean shoots. She even
included a small little garden center plaque that read "Big Boy Beans"
after nothing happened thus far; it was time to draw the snake.
Mrs. Francis made a round again, and looked at Kelly’s paper. She paused but didn't say anything. Kelly had left her feeling cheated from the last
She drew a beautifully harmless tiny garden snake with a comical
Disney character happy face in no time. There
was still ten minutes left in class. Kelly
leaned over and tugged on her friend’s shirt.
But when Kelly looked back at her paper the snake’s expression changed somehow
it was still the same smile but with sinister eyes winking at her like her shirt
winked at Tom chambers. The forked tongue
flickered and left a charcoal smear on the paper. She wanted to scream; maybe the others wouldn't
know it was her fault. She finally stood
panicked drawing the attention of Mrs. Francis and a few others in the class.
Kelly froze like a deer in headlights, what should she do? Candace watched the snake slither off the paper
leaving a smeared trail. It knocked over
the plant sign in the garden on its way out.
Candace infused with bravery and intent on not letting this become a failure
grabbed at the snake, but it slipped though her fingers and disappeared into Kelly's
"Good heavens, what's wrong with you two?" The teacher called to Kelly who stood with her
"It was a bug, a big cricket or something Mrs. Francis." Candace spoke up.
"I... I.. thought it was a spider..." Kelly started
to relax. The snake was out of sight. She watched as her friend zipped her book bag
closed. "Ss-s sorry, Mrs. Francis." Kelly sat back down wearily. And the room got quiet again.
"I freaking told you something would happen!" Utilizing whisper yells at Candace again.
"But it’s ok, it’s in your bag we'll stop on our way and
let it out outside."
Kelly's eyes suddenly bulged wide, as she felt a cold slither
rounding up her right ankle and the scaly scratching against her shinbone. With speed like lightning the small albino snake
was under Kelly's skirt and stabbed around the elastic edge of her panties. Before the poor girl could move it was inside
her. Candace saw it in her eyes when the
head pushed inside.
Kelly stood up trying not to act crazy and grabbed her bag leaving
the paper sitting on the desk. She didn't
know where but, she had to get out of the room.
She began walking to the front as calmly as possible feeling the scaly snake
rubbing her insides raw as it coiled and twisted. She walked funny trying to hold her knees together
in a futile effort to keep the thing out.
The snake was much longer than she had drawn it, but on the paper the tail
was behind some leaves. It continued to slither
inside her. Candace watched and saw the long
slender body of the snake swirling from Kelly's shoe all the way up her leg and
under her skirt; it continued without a pause.
She noted that Kelly tried desperately to maintain a calm face. No one else in the class could see it, or they
would be screaming already. How could they
miss the paper white snake wrapped around Kelly's leg?
Billy Mason, however; noticed something was going on, but he
didn't know what. It must be something they
were talking about earlier.
She paused at the front as Mrs. Francis who looked over with
big surprised eyes at Kelly's cringing face.
"I.. I've got to... to go to the..." the snake poked its head, probing at her tiny
cervix and Kelly’s face went as white as the paper she had been working on.
"Go on girl and don't faint," the whole class was watching
now, but none of them saw the last bit snake curling up her thigh.
As Kelly turned and waddled out the door, Billy Mason finally
saw six inches of white line, no bigger than a pencil disappear under her skirt
as she rounded out the class door. The bell
rang a few seconds later and Candace followed Kelly's steps just like the day before,
and found her in the bathroom. Unlike Candace,
Kelly had pulled the crotch of her panties aside and already held the tail.
She was pulling with all her weak strength and had over a foot
of the snake out. Candace slid under the
stall door and grabbed the tail without a word and started a tug of war to get it
out. Kelly whimpered and cried as softly
as she could but the thing was still pumping in and out of her cervix and the scales
hurt. A few other girls came into the bathroom
and chatted at the sinks, while another took the stall next to them.
Candace held the tail and after two feet of the snake was pulled
out. She began to walk backwards stringing
it out. Over four feet of un-natural thin
white snake now stretched out taunt and bounced like a tightrope as Kelly squirmed. Candace's back hit the wall and she started pulling
the angry snake like a rope. The toilet flushed
and the other girl left, but the two still went on at the sinks.
The snake was nearly finished and ready to blow its un-natural
and unworldly semen into Kelly's cervix when Candace finally caught up and its head
popped out spraying oily black gunk out of its mouth and down Kelly's leg. Candace grabbed the head and held it wrapped around
her arms like a small water hose, and she looked like some discovery show geek.
Kelly couldn't help but giggle at her friend through her
pain and fear as relief washed over her face and body. The whole tunnel of her vagina throbbed with pain
and tiny cuts from the scales and her leg was washed in gunk but she smiled and
Candace smiled back unsure what to do with the snake in her arms. They smashed its head with Kelly's black and now
oily shoe and fed it down the toilet. Kelly
tried to clean the black stuff off and used half a roll of paper. The lateBellrang and the
bathroom got quiet. They both breathed a
sigh of relief together, they could stop the silence.
"I fucking told you that was a bad idea!!!"
"Yeah but we learned that no one else can see these things,
when you went up to leave you had that thing running all the way down your leg and
no one else saw it! How would we have learned
"I didn't see or feel anything other than its scaly head
fucking my uterus!"
"Look I'm sorry about
that ok, but now we’re even. One of your
creations got me too remember." Candace gave her a stern look and Kelly let
out a long sigh. "At least we made it
and we learned one more piece of that puzzle, right?"
"Yeah, well my whole lower abdomen is throbbing with pain,"
Kelly said still angry.
"You stole my panties and left me here unconscious on the
floor!" Candace rebutted, and the argument was over, they each had sacrificed.
The rest of the day was uneventful, Kelly went to get some pain
killers from the nurse and spent most of the day feeling the slow steady internal
throb of pain. The pain had all but
faded to a distant foul memory when the school day ended and she met Candace and
boarded the bus home. Billy Mason followed
them onto the bus trying yet again to look up skirts but this time he was focused
on Kelly. Her stop was one of the last on
the afternoon bus and one of the first in the morning.
You know both my parents are gone right," Kelly wanted to
be sure Candace understood her home situation before she got there.
"Yeah," Candace replied not sure what else to say.
"We'll it’s ok I'm fine to talk about it an all, but I still
"I heard your Aunt stays with you."
"That's partly true, well not really, that's only on paper. My Aunt lives down the street. She's really cool and I stay at the apartment
alone, so if your dad calls or anything my aunt is out and we'll have her call him
"Will she call him back though? Daddy can be pretty particular sometimes and he
just might call."
"Oh yeah she's cool like that, she’ll say she's watching
us like hawks."
"That is soooo cool."
"That's what I thought at first, but it gets pretty lonely."
They walked up some small stairs to her condo and went in. Several miles away Billy, was looking up her address
out of the phone book holding an odd paper plaque that felt a lot like plastic though
it was just paper and read "Big Boy Beans". He knew she lived in the condos but needed a house
number or at least a mailbox number.
Kelly showed her guest around the humble condo's living area
and bedrooms. They both stopped at her old
parent’s room and art studio. Kelly plopped
down in the big chair while Candace "ooo'd Ahhh'd and ohh'd" around the
room. Then she jumped into the big chair
with Kelly, it was a tight fit but the two girls sat hip bone to hip bone.
"So what's the difference between when you painted before
and what happens in class?"
"Well I've really not done much art work at all since my
parent's died... I really kinda feel it’s my arts fault, they were on their way..."
"No, you can’t say that. But I've seen you draw stuff in Mrs. Francis'
class before and nothing has happened right?"
"Not until that first day with you. The more I think about it the more that creepy
spot in the forest seems to be the center.
I mean look at that path to nowhere and the odd way the janitors and landscapers
seem to avoid it. Let’s just say for the
sake of argument, that it is some paranormal stuff, I believe it came from there. I was really super depressed and wanted to go
curl up in those leaves and die, that's what I was thinking when I saw that grub
worm in my mind and that's why I drew it."
"What if you attracted some kind of spirit, and now it's
following you around torturing you. I mean
let’s face it this thing doesn't seem to play nice."
"You can say that again," Kelly rubbed the sore slit
between her legs, and they both giggled.
"Well, I say lets get comfortable and start running a few
"I guess, but let’s be prepared this time ok?" Kelly showed her guest to her bedroom, "find
something you can fit in to and I'm going to go take a quick shower I don't like
what happened today. I just feel dirty, inside
"I don't suppose I could join you?" Candace said half
joking and half not.
"I'd rather be alone, but look around and find some stuff
useful for our 'testing'."
Kelly finished up her shower a few minutes later and found Candace
downstairs in the kitchen. She was wearing
some of Kelly's pajama cloths, a very nice silk set her father got her last Christmas. The last Christmas.
"These fit quite nice and feel amazing, I hope you don't
"No, not at all they were always a little too long for me,"
Kelly said, but deep down she did mind. She
wouldn't wear those PJ's for a few more years assuming she got taller.
"OK, I think the kitchen would be great, there's the fridge
if we want to freeze something, the sink's got a food grinder uper thingy, and we
also have a sink and the doors to outside!"
"Wow, you are really excited about this aren't you?"
"Yeah kinda sorta, I guess I am."
"You forgot one of the most important things however,"
Kelly smiled and rummaged the junk drawer in the kitchen and pulled out several
large rubber bands. She sat in the chair
and started to fasten them to her pajama's at the ankle. "I'm not having that snake or anything else
run up my leg again.
"Yeah I guess skirts haven't been the best outfits for this
"And you can bet I don't plan to make the same mistakes
"True Dat," Candace said as she took a couple rubber
bands. Kelly gave her an odd look; the slang
language didn't suit either of them.
Kelly sat down at the table.
It was simple and country styled wood frame with a white tiled surface. She took the pencil and grabbed a hard book to
make a level surface to draw on. "What
should I draw?"
"I don't know, draw whatever comes to mind," Candace
looked on with anticipation as Kelly's hand moved closer to the paper and she closed
her eyes. "But make sure it’s slow,
I don't want another snake ok. Oooo and nothing
too big or with teeth that might hurt us... actually draw something that's attached
to the paper so it can’t get off." Kelly looked up at her with a no shit Sherlock
expression. "No, I mean like draw straps
holding it down!" Kelly hunched over
the paper and closed her eyes again, she attempted to keep her mind clear and maybe
the spirit would tell her what to draw. "On
second thought I do have something I want you to draw. But I don't know how to ask..."
"Just tell me, you have to know by now that beating around
the bush will only waste time."
"I guess, but I'm not sure. Remember what I told you in the field last night? I wanted you to draw something."
"You CAN'T be serious... can you?"
"Sort of, I mean, hey; each thing that's attacked us has
gone for our... you know whats, and maybe it's a really horny spirit and just maybe
if we give it what it wants it will go away?"
"That sounds like the worst idea I've ever heard; your thinking
privileges have now been revoked."
"Please! I'll volunteer, you just draw a man's... thingy
attached to the paper and I'll do the rest ok?"
"And what if you’re wrong and something really bad happens? This takes playing with fire to whole new level."
"What else are we gonna try? A cute little bunny rabbit that comes to life
with fangs and attacks us; we have to try.
You got any better ideas? This one
just might end it all right here. Look, if
it's attached to the paper and safe enough looking then what's the worst that could
"I don't know, you could get some kind of inter-dimensional
venereal disease, or worst yet, do I have to say it?... Demon baby!"
"No, I'm on the pill so my body is not even putting eggs
out, and I don't think paper has diseases.
Look do you have any better ideas, and one that might make this thing go
"You’re on the pill?" Kelly smiled shyly and looked
"Yeah, Mom caught me... "exploring my sexuality"
and she made a decision, but don't tell because Dad still doesn't know." This was a little white lie, but it didn't really
"You ARE a dirty girl!" Kelly blushed uncontrollably.
"Just do it ok..."
Kelly leaned forward holding the pencil again and closed her
eyes. Suddenly popped them back open,"
Oh my god that's nasty, I wont draw that.
I tried to keep my mind clear and this thing... just ... I saw this horrible thing..."
"Was it a penis!"
The word sounded strange and felt uncomfortable and hung in the air. In her excitement Candace was a bit too loud.
"I think..." Kelly pinched her face like she just drank
orange juice after a sweet doughnut. She
shook her head trying to get the image out of her mind. But it was there every time she closed her eyes,
huge and bulging with fat veins.
"Then it knows! A-aand that's what it wants! This just might be the end, and maybe I can get
an inter-dimensional orgasm out of it too!"
rolled here eyes and went back to the paper.
"Are you absolutely sure? I think
you might change your mind if you knew what you were asking.”
"I. Don't. Care.
I'm dieing with anticipation here.
Just go, and if I change my mind we'll just burn it." Candace thumbed the child safety of a long grill
lighter with no luck.
"You better give that to me; CHILD safety lock you know."
Candace smiled and cocked her head with a ‘fuck-you’ expression as she finally got
it to light.
"Here goes nothing..." Kelly bent back over the paper again and started
working furiously. Candace watched and like
a ghost out of the mist the penis was starting to really take shape. It was most of the note book papers length even
at the angle Kelly drew.
Candace's heart began to race as she saw Kelly really make it
come to life, so to speak. The tip looked
mildly like a pointed angled suction cup with a small hole in the point. Candace didn't say but she recognized it almost
immediately. The shaft was long bloated and
fat and at the base Kelly really didn't know what she was drawing but tried to render
it exactly as she saw. The base was a large
round ball the size of a baseball which rounded off into a small tube like attachment
that disappeared into the void. The presumed body was behind wooded planks with
a locked latch with only the penis extending out.
Kelly was putting the final touches on it as Candace began to
have second thoughts about the size. The
shape, however; was totally familiar to her and probably only her. When she finished the bulging veins and swollen
flesh, almost like clock work she lifted the page and it lulled out bobbing too
and froe. The girls screamed and jumped back
as the large weight of it pulled the paper out of her hands. The paper weighted down dropped and sat flat on
the table with the large member pointing up to the sky like a monument. Candace held a pair of grill tongs like a warrior
and poked at it.
"Why did you have to make it so big?" Candace's voice
wavered as she pinched it with the tongs.
"I closed my eyes and that's what I saw, I tried to draw
it to proportion."
"Well you could have down sized it!"
They both stared at the strange thing standing on the kitchen
table. It continued to bob some but it pulled
down into the paper, effectively disappearing from view then it smashed up again,
they both heard a loud thud like distant thunder as the restraints stopped it from
coming into this world.
"Like I said, it was a bad idea," Kelly lit a long
grill lighter and moved towards the paper.
"No wait, lets watch it for a moment to see what happens
for a minute."
They both got a drink of water from the refrigerator dispenser
and stood watching the un-natural bloated horror bob in and out of the paper window;
it was begging.
"Well I think we know how to trap things. Still doesn't help us much. Could you imagine
me turning a paper in with a live snake strapped to it? Mrs. Francis would freak!" They both laughed an uneasy laugh.
"I guess I'll give it a try, it looks pretty secured."
"I can't believe you're doing this..." Kelly closed
her eyes and covered her face while talking.
She couldn’t bear to look at it, and was hardly able to believe she drew
it. Candace walked over and pulled at the
corner of the paper, and slid it off the edge and onto the kitchen floor. Kelly looked down at the thing, "There's
no way that will fit, you better not try.
And for the record I'm saying I think this is a very bad idea," She
opened another drawer and got out a long kitchen knife and sat indian style on the
floor in front of it's grotesque gestures.
She slid the shiny steel twelve inch kitchen knife next to the small tube
connector at the base. "It's all you, but I don't blame you if you want to
back out at any time ok."
Candace slid the black silky pants down to her ankles easily
then peeled off her panties. She stood nude
from the waist down hovering above it ready to squat down, "Here goes nothing..."
Candace slowly lowered down to meet the throbbing white and black penis sticking
out of the floor. The tip had been drooling
some sort of clear liquid lubrication and as the pointy tip met her soft lips sliding
in with ease.
Candace toyed and teased, tickling her tiny opening with the
tip, hovering just out of reach still. When
she finally committed the tip disappeared eagerly inside and the shaft tapered slightly
and was already almost too fat. She felt
the throbbing veins that ran along the outside as she slowly lowered. Her body stretched and the thing's flesh squished
enough for it to squeeze in comfortably.
The middle of the shaft was fat and slightly thicker, she sank all the way
down to the ball at the bottom.
Candace sat squatting on the kitchen floor gasping for breath
feeling the strange pulse of the thing stretching her small tunnel. She looked up, eyes wide and bulging at Kelly. "It's so big, I can't believe it, but it
slid right in! It feels... amazing, it's
so soft and slick. I love it!" She continued squatting feeling the tip probing
her deepest parts. With knees held wide and
feet wrapped in the pajamas she shifted her weight to get more comfortable feeling
the ball at the base pushing and threatening, though it was far too large. She felt the hard sharp tip poke the back of her
limits while she rested on the base. The
baseball sized ball knot pressed her labia wide. She paused facing Kelly who still held the knife
on the docile demon's penis. "It's amazing,
Oh my god you should try it!" Kelly
looked at her friend like she had lost what few marbles she had.
Candace shifted her feet a bit more, but before she could lift
off it, the penis sank back though the wood planks down into the papers black void
and pulled out of the girl, and slowly pushed back up into her. Candace's eyes rolled, as the fat part of the
textured shaft sunk into again and the sensation left her gasping.
Another push and pull, and she started to bounce her butt up
and down without thinking. It did something
then truly diabolical it dropped the ball under floor level so only the long shaft
stood up. Candace was bouncing gently on
the floor impaling herself with it. It was
large and created suction inside her tight body; Kelly watched the lips of her vagina
push and pull with each thrust on the huge thing. Candace's face was contorted in pleasure as she
drove down harder and harder, and she began whimpering and crying out in ecstasy. Kelly was slightly jealous of her pleasure thinking
of her first orgasm. Then another pang of
jealousy stabbed at her heart it was confused but she didn't like her friend being
this happy without her.
Candace was slamming her butt down on the floor and making loud
hard slapping sounds. Her pussy juice started to make the drawing bleed, but the
odd paper penis with all those running veins was soaked and the spongy embossed
veins stayed clear. It started to pull back
again, making Candace drive harder to hit the floor. She was smashing her body down with more and more
force to push her flesh aside and take more of the white demon deeper, as she searched
for release. She cried louder and louder
knowing an orgasm was imminent. It knew what
it was doing and as Candace slammed down her hardest the huge slimy penis which
had been retreating slammed up into her, and a loud distant thunder was heard as
the unimaginable body hit the window's restraints followed by Candace's scream as
the ball at the base shoved inside her tight box.
Her feet came out from under her, and she sat gasping for air
flat on the paper drawing. Her lungs bursting,
she was holding such a deep breath and still trying gasp further. Kelly sat unsure what to do. Watching her quivering friends face wrenched in
pain and odd forceful pleasure from the orgasm.
The ball at the base shoved in at her weakest moment, and began
to instantly inflate, knotting the girl to the paper dick, floor, and other
world. The guided tip stabbed into her stretching
and forcing its way into her uterus. She
couldn't get the thing out even if she tried, as it released large pumps of sickly
black semen directly into her womb. Kelly
could only watch frozen with fear afraid to do anything. Candace wasn’t responding and her body began
to tremble. She leaned back holding her shivering
body up on her arms while still sitting spread eagle unable to move off the floor. Kelly could see the strange bulge just above her
clean shaven mound of her mons. The pointy
tip of the penis was several inches into her cervical opening and dumping flush
after flush of demon seed. The seed filled
and stretched her womb like a balloon causing yet another visible turgid change
in the girl’s stomach.
Kelly remembered the knife in her hand and regained her courage. The huge white ballooned knot was holding Candace's
small opening wide, and she could see the tube that ran up to meet it. She should have gotten a smaller knife; carefully
maneuvering around the milky skin took too long, but she got the tip of the knife
along the tube and pushed violently severing the tie. The cut tube sprayed the room with a splattering
gush of paper white-out before retreating back down into the nether below the locked
wood planks. The paper was blank again.
Candace fell backwards immediately and nearly got cut on the
huge knife. The huge knot and penis stayed
lodged inside her body as she laid on the kitchen floor twitching. Kelly stood up trying to figure out a course of
action and looked at her stomach, large and slightly bulging. She went for a better knife, and found an ice
pick in a miscellaneous items drawer near the sink. Candace's pained moans filled
the room. Kelly could clearly hear Candace
admit she was wrong in those pained moans.
But it’s not what Kelly wanted to hear.
She was scared for more than just her friend’s life.
"Try to be still ok, I'm going to get this thing out!"
Kelly tried to sound reassuring, but her heart was in her throat and betrayed her. If it didn't work, she would have to call 911.
Candace rolled onto her side and moaned, she had pulled her legs
up crunching the thing inside her, but the fetal position made her feel safer. Kelly leaned in and the huge white knot still
held the girl more than open so Kelly carefully placed one hand on Candace's butt
to steady her, and began to move the ice pick closer, pushing into the gaping vagina
and stabbed the swollen knot. A hot white
stream of white-out gunk gushed onto the floor in an expanding puddle and Candace
reacted with long breaths of relief. The
pressure was subsiding.
Kelly reached back again with white hands and fumbled around
trying to find a hold and pull the thing out.
White out lubricant made the task near impossible despite the reduction in
size. Candace could feel her friends fingers
at work and she relaxed rolling over onto her stomach with her legs spread wide,
knowing the nightmare was almost over. Kelly,
however; thought her friend went limp from fainting. She finally found the bit of tube that had been
cut and started to yank and pull. She finally
succeeded in getting the still baseball sized knot out with a hefty tug of war type
pull. With the knot out the rest followed. Candace felt like she had just given birth as
her gaping body released more than it was meant to hold.
Kelly looked at the huge thing it was the almost the length of
her forearm. They were both covered in white
gunk. Kelly paused to see her silk pajamas
ruined in a white flood. Looking at the her
pussy she saw something else from Candace's gaping and raped tunnel, as the tip
went out it left an oily black stream like a trail. Kelly who thought her friend was passed out pried
her butt cheeks open to get a better look.
The girl gaped open easily. Outside
there was pure white fluid from when she stabbed it and it deflated, but inside
Candace's vagina was filled with thick coagulating black gunk. Kelly's heart sank, what kind of trouble had her
friend gotten into?
She held her butt cheek up and open and reluctantly reached probing
with a few fingers and then sent her whole albeit small hand easily inside passing
into the not warm but hot flesh. With a scooping
motion she brought out a handful of the black oil.
"I could really use a long hot bath... I know..." Candace
said, and Kelly jumped startled at the words and jerked her hand from the tunnel.
"Are you ok, I mean you’re not crying for the hospital after
"That was the most amazing thing I've ever experienced. You'll have to help me though, I'm a bit weak."
Kelly pulled the ruined pajamas off the ankles and cussing at
the useless rubber bands, and she helped her into the modest bathtub up stairs.
"Whoever thought to put the only bathroom at the top of
the stairs should be drug out into the street and shot," Kelly tried to be
light hearted, but with each step she saw thick black gunk and chunks rolling down
She sat her down on the toilet seat and began drawing some water. By the time the bath was ready she heard the toilet
flush and saw Candace using some paper to try and clean the worst of the stuff off. It left greasy black streaks on her tight smooth
skin. She removed the messy splattered silk
button down shirt and climbed into the water to relax and heal. Kelly could still see an obvious bulge in her
abdomen as she stepped into the bath tub.
"You still look... uh kinda full."
"I feel it too."
Candace reached her hands around and started to feel her destroyed vagina. Her once tight lips waved in the soothing water
like loose curtains. She easily slipped four
fingers in and waved clean water in. Spearing
her hand she began to fist herself in an attempt to get the black stuff out. The water was a light grayish color.
"Kelly, could you um help me with something...?"
"It had its thing inside my, uh... womb when it, ya know,
and I can't..." Candace struggled with the words. Though she had experienced something so traumatizing
she was still the same cute young girl.
"I think I know what you mean," Kelly said and began
to take her pants off to join Candace in the large garden tub, albeit Chinese mold
made garden tub. She stepped into the warm
water and got down on her hands and knees facing Candace whose knees were bent up
and held wide. She was careful to keep her
own sex out of the grey water not trusting it at all. "I'm going to try and reach in and stick
a finger into your cervix and hopefully that will cause the stuff to flow out."
Candace nodded, and Kelly speared her hand and pushed it sliding
easily into the girl. Inside everything felt
warm and gently pressing her hand out with flesh. Kelly thought about the monsters thing and how
it was almost the size of her forearm, and pushed her hand in further burying her
wrist trying to find the tiny opening. Candace
moaned her body was sore and swollen this was not pleasurable at all. Kelly pushed harder searching and stretching
the tunnel out deeper until she found the bloated mound of her cervix. Candace tried to remain still but whimpers betrayed
the pain she felt.
Kelly's ring finger found a slight indention in her swollen cervix,
"Oh god, there, there... it is." Candace whined, and Kelly hooked her
ring finger into the incredibly tight hole until she felt all the flesh open up
into the reservoir. She pulled the finger
back out and nothing happened. She squirmed
her arm in Candace's body to get a better angle and pushed hard to get her pointer
and birdie fingers in. Candace started to
whine and protest until Kelly pried her two fingers apart and releasing the pent
up black oil pressure.
Candace moaned finally relaxing with the release, while Kelly
saw the black oil shooting out from around her arm stuffed vagina and invading the
bath water like ink from a squid. Kelly held
her open longer and used her other hand up to press on the girls stomach to push
as much out as possible. She pressed where
the bulge as been and felt more heavy gunk flowing out of Candace. The water was almost black now, and she slowly
removed her arm from her friends body and pulled the plug letting the nasty water
Kelly took her own shirt off leaving the two girls nude together
again but in very different circumstances.
Kelly turned the knobs and thumbed the shower nob; the shower head spit and
hissed alive with a spurt of pure hot water that soon turned to soothing warm. They both stood and Kelly washed her friend with
the utmost care.
Kelly had a great idea, and took the shower hose off the hook. "Turn around and push your butt out, ok Candace." The weak girl who could barely stand did what
she was told. She leaned forward putting
her hands and chest on the opposite wall.
Kelly tapped the insides of her legs and she opened them wide. "I'm going to run some warm water inside
you ok?" Candace only nodded, and Kelly
disconnected the shower head from the hose and pushed the hose into her friend. Sickly black water came rushing out. She held it until it ran clean. Candace clung to the shower wall.
"I know you’re tired and sore, but I feel this is necessary,
just hold on a little longer." Candace
was wobbling on weak knees already. Kelly
took the bar of soap and ran it over her hand.
When Kelly flicked the knob sending the water to the spigot instead of
the nose Candace knew what she was doing.
She slowly pushed her soapy hand up between her friend’s loose labia again. Candace moaned, the soap was slick and helped
lubricate but with a stinging irratation.
Kelly's hand was bigger as she held the shower hose spigot and pushed deep
inside. She found the cervix again when Candace
whimpered and she pushed the spigot inside.
It was very uncomfortable and awkward, but after all she had endured this
would be just one more step. Kelly twisted
and with her free hand she thumbed the knob again returning the water to the hose.
Candace straightened and screamed as if she were electrocuted. This time, and much more naturally so, her womb
spit out the hose under the increasing pressure and a flood of black water fell
into the tub. Kelly wanted to do this a few
more times but Candace was in no shape for another round. She had endured enough. All they could do was hope.
Kelly hopped out and began drying when Candace asked, "Would
you run me another bath, I just want to lay here and relax a bit."
"Sure, then I'm going to go get some plastic Ziploc bags
and try to get some samples from down stairs.
We need to know what this black stuff is." Her friend remained silent as the clean warm water
slowly rose engulfing the poor weak little girl.
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.