Nudie Nightmares Ch 05

It was now 1 PM and Diego was wide awake. He was positive of this. After he got almost the entire stock of various different caffeinated sodas, plus a few cases of electrolyte water so he didn't dehydrate, from his grocery delivery, he went to work. He scoured the internet for anything he could find on The Mistress.

So far all he saw was stuff about finding a Mistress, a Doctor Who villain and a couple of foreign movies. He tried googling how to beat a succubus. Most answers were either video game related or more metaphorical then anything.

He tried to get a spirit cleansing but all it involved was meditation and burning sage. All that did was relax him and the last thing he wanted to be was relaxed. If he relaxed, he might fall asleep and if he fell asleep...

He did not want to fall asleep. He wasn't fully possessed so an exorcism wouldn't do anything. He wasn't a very religious man and didn't have a single bible or cross in his house. In retrospect, while that might've helped, he wasn't able to get one at the moment.

He wasn't really able to do much of anything. He tried to keep himself occupied with anything he could aside from sleeping. He might truly be stuck with her. He just tried to live his life. But it was hard when the threat of falling asleep and getting trapped in yet another dream was constantly looming over him.

The thought of losing his soul to her was terrible. The thought of being unable to stop her was horrible. The thought of whatever she was going to do next was unbearable. But the worst part about this whole thing by far was-

"

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING! WHEN DO WE GET TO THE PART WHERE I TAKE HIS SOUL!? I'M BORED JUST STICKING AROUND IN THIS IDIOT'S SKULL!

"

...the worst part was the fact that she

WOULD NOT SHUT UP!!

"

Look, you know for a fact I'm livening up this story far more than you ever could.

"

You're giving both me and Diego a migraine if that's what you mean. Could you just stop this and go back to the story? The sooner you let me finish the sooner we'll get to that part that you want I'm sure I'm going to write.

"

You'd better!

"

Right, right...anyway. As Diego was trying his best to not be annoyed by her

constant

talking, he was looking for more ways to try and stop her. He typed away on his laptop trying to find anything on her.

"

Psst...hey...Diego.

"

He didn't respond.

"

...Diego...

"

...

"

DiegoDiegoDiegoDiegoDiegoiegoDi-

"

"

WHAT!?

"

"

You sleepy yet?

"

"

NO!

"

...

"

How about now?

"

He groaned..."Well, you're getting me tired...of you if nothing else."

"

I knew I would. Why don't you hop in bed? Maybe you'll come up with a way to stop me in your dreams...hehehehe.

"

"How old are you exactly?"

"

Why do you ask?

"

"Cause you're acting like an annoying little child! Surprised you haven't asked me what games are on my phone yet."

"

Oh please, I'm having fun driving you crazy. You'll crack eventually.

"

"What makes you think annoying me is going to make me want to sleep?"

"

Oh...it will. This works a lot better than you think. You'll be drifting off to dreamland before you know it. Right into my clutches...

"

"Well good luck, even without you in my life, I always had trouble falling asleep."

"

Ooh, do tell.

"

"It usually takes 10 mg of melatonin and my night meds to knock me out."

"

Your night meds?

"

"Yeah, my anxiety medication doubles as a sleeping pill. But I'm not taking it, so I won't sleep! So, HA!"

"

Oh yeah, that sounds healthy. You've sure shown me.

"

"Right, so how about you just shut up and let me find something to get rid of you."

She growled a bit as she started to talk in a much deeper demonic tone."

You're only delaying the inevitable. Just go to sleep.

"

"Or what? You can't do a thing to me while I'm awake."

"

But you will sleep and then I'll do all the things!

"

"Like what?"

"

Go to bed and find out.

"

"

NO!

"

After a few hours he took a break and played some games to keep himself occupied. He ordered a couple of pizzas (along with more soda) and basically had a 1 man party. Soon it was midnight. As he was binge watching one of his favorite shows, he started to yawn.

As his eyes got heavy, he swore he felt something next to him. He felt a clawed hand gently scratch his neck. "

Enjoying the show, Diego?

"

He looked to the side and jumped out of his seat as he saw her sitting next to him. But before she could dust him to sleep, he got a can of soda from an ice chest next to where he was sitting and chugged it. Soon she disappeared once more.

"Nice try, Missy!"

"

Grrrrrr! JUST GO TO BED ALREADY!

"

"

NEVER!

"

"

COME ON! WHY ARE YOU SO DIFFICULT!?

"

"I like having my soul where it is, thank you."

"

It would be much better with me! Think about it. You'd never be bored and I can make all your fantasies come true...I know you liked having that tiny dick teased on that stage.

"

He blushed a bit as she started to recap his previous dreams.

"

When you were being painted by one of my idiot minions and you came in her hair...

"

He chuckled at that one but quickly composed himself.

"

I know for a fact you wuved it when my nails scratched your little puppy boy neck and you showed off your puppy tummy for those girls...

" she said, cooing to him in a way that made him shiver.

"

Oh and of course that bit at the sea show. You and that slippery little teenie weenie, on display, in front of thousands. That was fun for me too.

"

"

IT WASN'T FUN FOR ME! NONE OF THOSE WERE!

"

"

Then why did your heart start to race just now? I can see your thoughts you know...and the fact that something in those pajama bottoms is moving...

"

"

SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!

I don't want to be humiliated! I just want to be left alone."

"

Come on! We'll have lots of fun...untilIgetboredofyouandyourotinhell.

"

"

NEVER!

"

"

Fine, be that way! You'll get sleepy eventually...

"

And so Diego kept on staying awake. A steady stream of caffeine, loud music, video games and junk food kept him up. It worked great...for the first day.

Around the second day is where things took a turn.

Now sitting his couch at around 6 in the morning, he was twitchy. Every little sound started to get to him and his heart rate was through the roof. He knew he needed to relax, but he couldn't. He wouldn't dare. And yet...he was still tired.

Though the caffeine kept her inside his head, he was exhausted. As he watched anything he could to keep himself awake he heard her taunting him again.

"

So...ready for bed now?

"

He drank another soda and tossed the can into a pile next to him.

"

I said, are you ready for bed now?

"

"No I'm not!"

He drank another one.

"

I think you are...

"

"I just drank an entire 12 pack...how do I still hear you!?"

"

Aww...is someone building up a tolerance to caffeine?

"

"N-no...it's just that this stuff isn't strong enough. I need something more, something better, something to shut you up for good."

"

I'm pretty sure most everything you'll find isn't strong enough...like it or not, you. need. sleep.

"

"No I don't!"

"

Yes, you do~

"

He slapped himself a few times. He had to think of something to keep his mind active.

"

I know! How about some fun facts about sleeping. That'll get you in the mood for a good loooooooong nap. Hehehe...

"

"I don't really care ab-"

"

Did you know that the world record for most time gone without sleep is around 18 days?

"

"Heh...really? Well, I'd better give Guinness a call cause I'm gonna break that record easy!"

"

Doubt it, he had people watching him to make sure he didn't nod off and even then he wasn't trying to break that record. He was going for longest time rocking in a rocking chair. Even then Guinness doesn't accept that record anymore, on account of the fact that lack of sleep can and will kill you.

Oh and hey...aren't we close to the 3 day mark right now? That's the point where hallucinations typically occur. You'll start to see and hear things that aren't there...

like me.

"

Diego couldn't see her, but he could practically hear the sadistic grin forming on her face as she said that.

"So you admit you aren't real then?"

"

No I'm real...I'm just as real as that black shadow to your left.

"

Diego immediately looked to his left in a panic...and saw nothing.

"Ha ha, Mistress. But there's nothing ther-

AAAAAAAAAAAAH!

"

He screamed as when he turned back a black shadowy creature was right in front of him.

"

Whoops, sorry. I meant to your right. Silly me, my mistake...

"

He was scared stiff as he saw it, but then he shook his head and it was gone...

"Wha...what was that?"

"

No clue. Might have been your sleep paralysis demon...might have been your imagination...

"

He then felt a breath on his shoulder..."

Might have been me...

"

He stood up and got another soda, taking a sip, causing her to vanish once again. He could hear her giggling as this happened.

"

Here's another fun fact: Did you know that Wes Craven got the inspiration for his most famous character from a string of incidents he heard about people around Los Angeles dying in their sleep?

They had nightmares, screamed bloody murder and then died on the spot. Isn't learning fun?" she said with the most gleeful tone you could imagine.

As he shivered a bit, still reeling from that whole shadow thing, he said, "Even if I wasn't scared of going to sleep, that wouldn't exactly help me sleep, you know that right?"

"

I know. I just thought it would be fun to remind you that one day you could close your eyes and

never open them ever again...and no one would ever know why.

"

He gulped upon hearing that. "

You know they never did find out who caused those deaths.

"

"You mean,

what

caused those deaths." he said, hoping to correct her.

"

Nope...who.

" she said with a sadistic tone.

She then whispered in his ear, in a sing-songy tone of voice.

"

1...2...Missy's gonna get

YOU...

"

He shook his head and slapped himself once more as she laughed at his fear at the implications of that. That's when he heard something hit his front door. He looked through the window and saw that the newspaper had just arrived.

He got up and walked to his front door. "

Hey, before you go, here's another fun fact about sleep-

"

"

NO, NO MORE FUN FACTS. THEY AREN'T FUN AND I'M SURE THESE AREN'T FACTS!

"

"

Ok...maybe I fudged a little bit of the details there. But this next one is true...Did-

"

"

I DON'T CARE!

"

"

Trust me, you'll want to hear this.

"

"

LALALALALALA NOT LISTENING! LALALALALA!

"

He then walked outside. Strangely, he didn't hear The Mistress follow him. Perhaps the fresh morning air woke him up a bit more. Whatever the case he went for his paper and checked the mail as he was too busy trying to stay awake to check it yesterday.

As he got his mail, he briefly looked at the ground. He then blinked a few times. Something was off, but he couldn't figure out what. He had dropped the paper onto the grass, but when he picked it up, he saw that it was unreadable. As in all the text was undecipherable.

"

Did it rain last night? Why is the ink all smudged?

"

"Good morning, Diego."

He turned towards that voice. That was the voice of his next door neighbor. A kindly old woman named Mrs. Sharp. One of the few people he trusted with most anything. She was like a second mother to him.

"Good morning, Mrs. Sharp, how are yooooOOO

OH MY GOD!

"

The thing about her was that she was also a bit scatterbrained. Some would say senile but he would say forgetful. So, while he liked her and trusted her, she tended to sometimes cause more trouble then she solved.

But he knew she meant well. That being said today she seemed to have forgotten something super important.

...her clothes.

Diego tried his hardest to look her in the eyes. He didn't know if it was better or worse that despite being close to 50...her body looked somewhat good.

"Uhhh...Hi there, neighbor...uh, lovely weather we've been having, huh?" he said, trying not to look, respectfully or otherwise.

"Oh yes, it's been quite lovely and breezy lately."

"I imagine it's quite...

breezy.

"

She started to notice that Diego had a bright red face as he stood there. "Diego, honey, are you ok?"

"A-a-are you ok? Did you forget something today?"

She thought a bit and said, "Probably, I was just so focused on everything I had to do today, I rushed out of the house."

"You weren't going to go into town like this, were you?"

"Are you going into town like that?" she said, deflecting the question back to him, looking at his pajamas.

"Uh...not really. I just came out for my newspaper and mail."

"That's good, I can't imagine going out into town in my pjs...hehehe."

"Yeah...I can't imagine anything more embarrassing than walking into town in my pjs...aside from nothing at all." he said, muttering that last part.

"Yeah...I'd go back in and change if I were you. Anyway, I'm off. Hope you have a great day Diego."

She then turned around and walked away, with her butt on display. "

DOWN, BAD THOUGHTS. DOWN!

" he thought to himself as he wondered how she hid all that in her dress.

He then realized that she was about to humiliate herself and tried to stop her. "

MRS. SHARP! WAIT!

"

"Hmm...what is it?"

"Get back here! Don't leave the yard!"

She walked back to him. Her body was covered by the fence so no one, aside from him saw her body.

"Please, just do me a favor before you take off."

"Anything, dear. You know I'll always help you."

He then whispered, "Look down."

"Look down?"

"Yes...just do that for me, right now."

She looked down and immediately exclaimed, "Oh my!"

"I am so sorry that you had to find out this way, Mrs. Sharp, I'll look away and pretend this never happened. Just head back inside and-"

"There it is!"

She bent down and picked up a gold necklace. "Oh I wondered where that went. Thank you so much Diego, I thought I lost that forever! You're such a sweetheart."

She then wrapped her arms around him, giving him a big hug. As he felt her breasts on his chest, he was flabbergasted. He tried not to lay a single hand on her. Once she released him, Diego decided he was being too subtle.

"

OH FOR GOD'S SAKE MRS. SHARP, YOU'RE NAKED!

"

She had a confused look on her face as he kept going. "

YOU'RE STANDING IN FRONT OF ME, BUCK-ASS NAKED! GET INSIDE BEFORE PEOPLE SEE YOU!

"

"Diego...of course I'm naked.

Why aren't you?

"

His eyes went wide at that. "W-what?"

"Yeah, didn't you see the news? Clothes have been banned by the government. Everyone must go naked now."

"Ok...someone is pranking you. Do you see anyone else out here wa...lking around..."

His jaw dropped. He looked around and sure enough, EVERYONE WAS NUDE. A man causally passed by walking his dog. He saw a couple holding hands. A woman was riding her bike and waved at him. Everyone, regardless of who they were or what they were doing was naked.

He started to panic. "No way...this can't...How!?...When!?"

"Just yesterday. It was nationwide."

"Nationwide!?"

He went back to the newspaper and picked it up and sure enough, the front page news said that clothes were now banned, with a picture of a massive pile of clothing, being set on fire. He shivered.

"T-t-t-this is optional, right? I don't have to do this...right?"

Mrs. Sharp shook her head. "Diego...I thought you were a good boy. You have to follow the law...it's the law."

Before he could protest, he heard someone exclaim behind him, "Oh my god! That guy is clothed!!"

He turned and a crowd was forming behind him pointing and laughing at his non-nudity. "Nice pjs! Dork!"

"Eww...he's hiding himself."

"Are you ashamed?"

"

GET NAKED, YOU NON-NUDIE!

"

"What a weirdo!"

Diego was about to run into his house and never leave again. But then he heard the distinct voice of certain "officer."

"

FREEZE DIRTBAG!

"

"Oh god no..."

She enough Officer Connie reared her ugly head once more. Only this time, completely out of uniform. All she had on was her hat, sunglasses, a lanyard with a badge on it around her neck and a holster around her waist. Seems she only truly felt naked without her beloved stun gun.

As Diego got a look at her somewhat buff physique and rather hairy crotch, he thought to himself, "

I really didn't need to see this...

"

"I will not tolerate non-nudists in this town.

NOW STRIP, OR I'LL DO IT FOR YOU!

"

"Considering everything, I thought you of all people would be against this!"

"I follow the law to the letter.

Now strip!

"

She had a hand close to her holster, ready to stun at any moment. Diego looked around, seeing naked people everywhere. Maybe since everyone was nude, he wouldn't be humiliated? He started to unbutton his pajama top. Slowly, the crowd reacted with approval.

Once his shirt hit the ground, his hands went to his pj pants. As he pulled them down, some of the crowd started to chuckle. That's when he realized what he was doing. He was stripping himself nude in front of everyone!

Even if everyone else was as equally naked as he was about to be, he was still not comfortable with the fact that he was stripping naked and was about to expose himself to most of his neighbors.

He shuddered as he brought his hands to his boxers. He couldn't bring himself to do it. Not in front of everyone and especially not in front of Mrs. Sharp.

She looked concerned. "Diego, come on. Everyone is nude, what do you have to be nervous about?"

Connie looked at her and said, "I've dealt with clothed punks like him before. They all have one

tiny

thing in common..."

She pinched her fingers together at the word "tiny". After a bit, Mrs. Sharp got the implication. She covered her mouth in shock and looked towards Diego's groin as he prepared to strip himself.

Diego felt like his face was hotter than the sun. He looked around. His door was still open. He could run inside and lock the door. With one hand off the trigger, he knew it was now or never. He made a break for it, but his pj pants were wrapped around his feet.

He tripped and conked his head on his mailbox, leaving a dent in it. He gripped his head in pain for a bit on his lawn.