Due to requests to continue this story, I give you part 2. Enjoy.
Creature Again
*She will be fed*
The voice in my head had gone silent after that last, alarming message. What it meant, I had no idea, but it scared me more than I wanted to admit.
Arriving home, I poured myself a drink, but even before taking my second sip, i had fallen fast asleep on the couch. I awoke the next day with a start...along with a brutal hangover. Not only that, but my throat was sore, almost as if I had been screaming for hours. And that taste. It was not unpleasant, but it was constant, and in control on the back of my tongue. I thought of the liquids that had poured down my throat during the encounter. What was the intent?
My experience with what could only be described as "the creature" the day before, had given me odd dreams. Not nightmares, but not really pleasant, either. Sex, skin, water, bondage, caves, acid, pregnancy and more terrible, wonderful sex flew in and out of my dream world without any glue that could have held them together. And during my REM...i had the itchy feeling of being watched by something powerful.
I went on with my life, but knew that I had been changed in some strange way from the encounter. The headache lasted 3 days, no matter how many Advil I downed. My throat remained sore for almost as long. The taste remained for weeks...months. Fact was, I could taste it even now.
I attempted to become the man that existed before that fateful day. I worked, slept, ate, even dated a few women, but knew that i could never go back to what I used to be. I visited the bar on Fridays and Saturdays, and never saw Michelle or the silent sexy sisters return. I wasn't even sure i wanted to, for that matter. My interest in sexual encounters became flat, and even occasional masturbation sessions became a distant memory as the months rolled on.
The odd dreams subsided, but never truly went away. During waking hours, I started to have that same background feeling of being watched, but filed it away as a trick of the imagination.
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It had been around 8 or 9 months since the creature had come into my life, and i had nearly forgotten about the incident, when the voice returned.
*She is with us now*
I had been on the phone with a client when i heard it. My world faded away and the voice became my only thought. i stumbled on my words and ended the call more abruptly than I should have. Sweat beaded on my forehead, and the TASTE came back as strongly as it had been right after the encounter. i felt fear. I felt paranoia.
I left work immediately.
Driving home, the words tumbled through my mind over and over again. With us now she is with us with us with us now she is with us now...
i parked in the driveway and ran to the door. Locking it after me, I walked straight for the liquor cabinet. I poured himself a shot of whiskey and downed it in one fell swoop, dropping the glass on the carpet. The TASTE remained, blocking even the burn of the whiskey on my throat.
With us now with us she is with us now... The words wouldn't let go.
I loosened my tie and sank into the couch, ready for nothing, expecting anything.
I sat there, with the taste in my mouth and those words in my head. I tried to clear my mind, but it was impossible. I needed to get control, to find myself. I wanted to forget. i would not let myself be trapped by fear. But when I finally decided to move, i found himself unable to even lift my arms, or move my fingers. It was almost as if I were paralyzed from the neck down. I fought my unresponsive body, and willed myself to move, dammit. But nothing. Only the words and the taste remained.
I scanned the room from where I lay, not seeing anything, yet feeling the presence of a powerful SOMETHING that radiated from behind him. And then the intoxicating scent of the creature came to me, building and further entrapping me with it's flavor.
When the sisters shimmered into form in front of me, I knew that there was no escape, and that I would be needed for some new part of their ritual. They solidified into naked and sexual beings and smiled at me, then looked behind me. Oh God, I knew that Michelle was there. She walked into view, and I saw, once again, this amazing and terrible creature. This sexual and otherworldly creature. She was naked as well, and holding her hand, another female.
She looked to be around 8 or 9...or no...maybe older. No...older still. I watched as this new creature slowly aged in front of me. Her body changed, developed curves, pubic hair grew from her naked groin and changed from soft down to a triangle of blond curls. Her breasts swelled and became the perfect size to match her frame. She looked to be 16 or 17 now, and still she developed. Her curves enhanced, and her face matured to that of a 20 year old, and she was perhaps the most beautiful female i had ever seen.
I became aware that, although I was unable to move from the paralysis, my cock was fully engorged and aching to be released from the prison of my trousers.
The sisters came forward and gently removed my clothes, freeing me from their confines. They avoided touching my cock, even though it was the only part of me that seemed to have feeling. Glancing at it, I saw that it was bigger than normal, and pulsing with the need for attention.
Michelle and this new female creature stood and watched as the sisters gently shed the clothing from my body, and I felt all eyes focus on my cock. When the sisters had finished, they went to either side of me, and lifted me as if I weighed nothing. Michelle and the new creature walked towards my bedroom, and the sisters followed, carrying me with their warm and gentle fingers cradling me. As we moved, I noticed, with some confusion, that my house now had the same opulence that the hotel had, during the encounter 9 months earlier.
I was laid onto a bed that was and wasn't mine.
*She is here now*
*She will be fed*
