Nightmare Lovenest

A few acknowledgements before we get going. First, I want to thank StillStunned for coming up with Pandemonium 2024. It's been a hoot. Make sure you check out the other entries. Sorry this did not make the deadline.

Next, I want to apologize to my readers for taking so long to get to a stopping point in the Nightmare series. I had thought I was doing a quick 'one off' and ended up with four chapters.

Everyone having sex is over eighteen. The horror is not too graphic, hopefully no real nightmares.

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Euphonia felt sated. When religions stopped celebrating sex as a sacrament times had gotten hard. She is a succubus. A demonic creature that feeds on the sexual energy released into the ether during orgasm. Over the centuries succubae have been falsely accused of draining the life force from men. That's a lie. It is natural for most people to feel tired after they cum, don't put that on her. Today she fed well. Until recently that was not the case.

She has to be nearby when sexual energy is released, she has to get to it before it dissipates. Since most people don't schedule their orgasms, timing is problematic. Working in a brothel could solve her hunger. Unfortunately, there is a social stigma attached to sex workers. Yu would have a great deal of energy after feeding, but she was not welcomed into society by normal people.

This was complicated by the fact that she does not sleep. She can insert herself into the dreams of others, but she does not sleep. In times of famine, she can make her body hibernate, but even then, her mind does not sleep. When she worked as a whore at night, she would try to hold down jobs during the day. Just something to keep busy. Some holier than thou do-gooder she spent a night with would always rat her out. One minute you think you are fine with your double life and then you are being burned at the stake.

She made her way to America. She did not have travel restrictions like werewolves and vampires. She could go out in the daylight and did not automatically sprout anything weird in the moonlight. She ate normal food and did not have any odd menu restrictions. She just had to conceal that she was a slut.

The roaring twenties had a sort of sexual revolution that took her from getting by to time of plenty. When mister Ford's inexpensive automobile rose in popularity Yu panicked. The brothels on wheels seemed to signal the end to her. She could not get a ride-a-long every time sex was going to happen. She needed a reliable predictable spot where sex was going to happen. She went back to nature.

By the time she realized her horrible mistake she had faded to a ghost-like condition. She was too weak to leave. That is when Manny saved her and brought her to Nocwood Tower.

Now she was sitting in a spa pool, enjoying the jets of water massaging her. She was there with Chanson, Manny's older sister. Chanson looked like she was in her mid-twenties but since she had been there to deliver Manny she had to be in her forties. The temperature of the water had been adjusted to the cool side to protect her unborn baby. Chanson was very pregnant. The three of them were also very naked.

They were enjoying the outdoor living jungle theme feature at the top of the tower. A tropical vacation in the center of Middleton. Of course, all three of them had gone "native".

Chanson's massive boobs were floating on the water with the dark nipples just above the waterline. They acted as if they needed to breath. Her huge pregnant belly had also broken out of the water with her puffy outie navel standing proud above the water. She was the only one in the water with a belly button.

Yu did not have one because she was a succubus. Fully demonic creatures did not have belly buttons. Werewolves and vampires had them because they were converted from humans. Despite being converts either one of them would be stronger than Yu in a fair fight. But Yu was a lover, not a fighter.

Chanson was working on a nice golden tan. Yu was pale as a fish belly and no amount of sun would change that. She did not tan, but she did not burn either. Her tiny pink nipples seemed to almost disappear in the strong light.

The third sun and water worshiper, Sunny Del Mar, is a sworn follower of Fanny Albright. The vampire placed her here to watch over her child, Mallory Malone. In her human form Sunny was a tall woman with sea green hair. The rug matched the curtains so it was unlikely dye was involved. She had taken up residence in one of the beach cabanas. She had an incredible, deep all over tan and spent all her time laying in the sun or swimming in the water. The reason she did not have a belly button was she is a merfolk. She was born from an egg. When she is swimming, she is usually a fish from the hips down. Who knows where her hoo-ha went? Right now, she had legs and a full lipped happy pussy.

Being pregnant had Chanson's hormones raging. When they got in the spa pool together one of the stray water jets stimulated her to a mild orgasm. That activated Yu's magical powers and soon the three women were facing each other in an old-fashioned circle jerk. It reminded Yu of all those times around the campfire. What had the anything goes crowd called it?... A sewing circle!

They had watched each other pet their pussy, play with their pea. Chanson would lift her massive tits to her lips and suckle from herself. Sunny held her fingers in a 'V' and rubbed her pussy lips with serious concentration. Yu was incredibly flexible and was fisting herself with great abandon. The succubus come together magic worked and they all had crashing orgasms together. Chanson sprayed everyone with pulses of her sweet milk making the experience very memorable.

Yu was slowly returning to herself when she realized Sunny had submerged her cries of ecstasy (I'm cumming, I'm cumMING, CUMMING CUM!!!) by sliding under the water. Words had changed to a fountain of bubbles. Yu had a moment of panic when she realized that Sunny was still submerged. Then she reminded herself Sunny was a mer. She looked like she was asleep under the water. Yu had a nearly overriding urge to pinch her nipple and wake her up.

She reminded herself that practically all demonic creatures were stronger than her. Eu left Sunny alone.

She had spent centuries in the old-world having things taken from her. Demonic creatures in Europe and the orient gave her no respect at all. She had heard of a succubus called the snow woman who could call blizzards and freeze things but Yu could not do anything like that.

Yu lived on love. Enchanted those around her, and to her way of thinking was not horrifying at all.

The new-world has been very good for her. Being with Manny has been a dream come true. She fed regularly and had all kinds of energy. She had never really thought of herself as a predator. She was more like a farmer harvesting from her farm. She had noticed long ago the people who provided her with sexual energy did not get venereal disease. They also seemed younger, fitter. It was a win/win relationship.

Associating with the vampire's clouds (they called their followers clouds or cauldrons) it was obvious they were healthier, stronger and younger looking than the general population. The energy she fed on from their orgasms had a different nature than what she got from humans. In the old world she was constantly getting kicked to the curb, the only energy she had fed on was from humans. Now she was experiencing demonic sexual energy first hand, and there was no doubt it was different. Her blood seemed to be an acquired taste to them. They did not reject it or dislike it, it was simply a strange flavor to them.

Vampires liked to think they were alpha predators. The top of the food chain. Yu thought they were closer to her, farmers managing their herds, they rarely killed a member of their cloud. Their future vampires were all promoted from the ones they fed from.

The amount of blood a vampire needed was small, about half a unit of whole blood every few days. For that small amount of intake to sustain them it was obvious magic was involved. They tried not to feed from the same person more than once a month. Their willing victims ended up stronger, healthier and more beautiful. No 'victim' of a vampire ever suffered from a blood clot.

Mallory's cloud benefited immediately from associating with Eu who brought Manny's harem with her. Five guys and Stormy. A steady income (Manny was generous). Access to the staff from the Nocwood Tower apartments and the Bowles business centers: A large number of housekeepers, secretaries and maintenance men, many who were happy to get an invite to play at the penthouse and donate blood to the cloud. Vampire venom made the experience very pleasant, a different sort of orgasm.

Life was pretty good. If they could just get Manny's big brother to give up his plans for fratricide it would be perfect. Albas Nocwood IV was an ass. He used the Nocwood fortune to bully others. When he turned eighteen, he got his GED and left school to run 'his third' of Nocwood industries. He bought some diplomas to decorate his office wall. He spent his days getting the peasants to dance for him. He used his fortune like a club.

Occasionally Albas would visit his old family home to torment his brother. Putting toys out of reach or simply breaking them when Manny was a toddler gave way to more direct abuse as they grew older. He had to be careful around the household staff since they were not his employees. Although in normal circumstances Albas forgot he even had siblings if he was not bored. A lot of people in Middleton suffered to keep him amused. The last big thing he did to Manny was coerce the captain of the Middleton HS Peckerwoods golf team to run Manny up the flag pole naked. It was Albas graduation gift to his baby brother and the bitch screwed it up and left Manny his undershorts. He did get a super wedgie though.

Albas had surprised everyone. The housewarming he was invited to had been postponed a couple of times. Albas had accepted it with good humor. He was building his werewolf pack. Albas was not a werewolf, he bought off a werewolf named Cord, a powerful alpha male with five followers. While his brother and sister diddled the pack grew. A second alpha named Adam had nearly messed things up by wanting to split from Cord's pack. Albas convinced him to stay as an 'independent subservient pack' (Whatever the hell that meant.) He basically convinced the two alphas they needed the other for the upcoming battle. If the other one died in the fight their problem was solved, if not they could take care of it on their own time.

Cord's pack had grown to 13, Adam was trailing with 7. It seemed like overkill for two relatively young vampires. Albas' siblings were dead meat and did not know it.

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Mayor Leigh Breedlove checked her reflection in the mirror. Platinum blond hair luscious red lips, a body that looked pretty damned hot for a sixtyish mother of two. Her husband Dick insisted she wear her red business suit today, even though the ceremony was in the afternoon. Dick and Leigh Breedlove were hard bodies taking full advantage of her complimentary gym membership for two at the Middleton Gym and Spa. She loved her gym. They had trained her and Dick when they competed in last year's Estonian Wife-Carrying Race. Together they won honorable mention and planned to go back this year to run the unusual obstacle course again.

Dick was a mechanic at Nocwood Ironworks. He was strong as an ox and a decade younger than her. She had met him when she was campaigning for mayor. He was practically a kid then, just out of high school, starting a new job. She was vigorously campaigning door to door against a poser who did not love Middleton like she did and somehow ended up fucking Big Dick's brains out. He made her recite her political platform while he held her ankles next to her ears and pounded her eager pussy with his young cock. He not only agreed to vote for her, he became her manager. With his ongoing support she went on to become the most reelected official in a five-state radius. That was when they began their tradition of her practicing her acceptance speech while he ate cream pie at the Y.

Leigh got into politics her senior year of High School. She ran for homecoming queen. While she was in that race one of her supporters convinced her she should run for Miss Middleton. Beauty contests turned out to be expensive. She ended up going to Albas Nocwood III for support. Even though his wife was pregnant with their first child he was very kind and fully funded her. His support did not just stop with money though, he also helped with her citizenship speech and her wardrobe choices.

The multimillionaire put the business world on hold while he and his personal secretary and personal assistant sat and played the part of a panel of judges for her. It was exciting and flattering. Trying on expensive clothes. Having the undivided attention of important people. Modeling very sexy bathing suits for the swimsuit round. All in his office while he sat behind his massive oak desk and observed with the two P's flanking him.

The PA insisted they test the dresses for nipple slips. They all showed a lot of cleavage and for an athletic girl like Leigh it did not take long to figure out which poses needed to be 'avoided'. They actually chose a dress prone to malfunction, but the PA insisted it would be fine because she would 'glue' her in.

Rather than go back and forth to the restroom to change, they unfolded a privacy screen custom made for her by Nocwood Innovations. Each panel had a cloth section that started about knee height and the top 'topped out' just below her shoulders. So, the 'judges' could easily converse with her while she was changing. Their time was important, they wanted to make efficient use of it. A problem the screen had was the gap between where the panels connected. It was larger than the door gap in the stalls of the girl's restrooms at school. Leigh could not bring herself to criticize it because it had been custom made at great expense and she did not want to appear ungrateful.

The thought that her judges might be getting little glimpses of her accidentally caused her to flush with excitement, and provided fap material for her at night.

They kept meaning to bring a clothes rack to hang her outfits on, but somehow always forgot. Leigh's costumes would be arranged in boxes on the floor and she would squat down to pick them up. When she was done with one, she would drape it over a panel and grab the next one. If she needed to sit down to change shoes or hosiery there was a low bench behind the screen provided for her.

They had a flood light to simulate the flash of a professional photographer. When they used the lamp on the pretty white French cut one-piece swimsuit she had picked for the bathing suit round it was eliminated. Under the intense light the PS traced exactly where Leigh's pubic hair was, rubbing the actual area with two fingers to make a point. Leigh felt embarrassed and exposed under the intense interrogation light, unable to see the judges while her every flaw was highlighted under their intense scrutiny. She also felt herself getting damp and hoping they would think she was starting to sweat. Three people focused on her crotch was causing a melt-down in her core.

There were other problems in her swimsuit area. Errant pubic hairs, stubble from leg hair and a very prominent camel toe were the main focus of their discussions. Both P's had competed in pageants and had won college scholarships. They had a ton of useful advice. They ended up talking Albas III into sending her to a spa and having unwanted hair waxed off by an esthetician. They made her keep a modest bush because smooth pubes were too risqué at the time.

She also got in the habit of brushing her pussy and setting the do with hairspray. It seemed silly to her but it prevented the PS from grabbing a stray hair and tugging while declaring in a loud voice, "What's this? What do we see here?" and "Quit squirming!"

Try holding still when someone is tugging on your pussy beard!

For all that, they eventually settled on the suit she liked in powder blue. Leigh looked so good in it the P's suggested she wear a swimsuit for the talent round. They worked up a magic skit where she wore a magician's outfit that was reminiscent of lingerie. She started the skit in a slinky long dress that disappeared in a flash and a puff of smoke when she put on a magic top hat she found.

The costume was extremely sexy, displaying a lot of cleavage and displaying her buttocks with a thong in back. This was acceptable because her fishnet stockings were actually tights. In other words, she was modestly covered by pageant rules. She did a couple of simple tricks and finished with a grand finale.

Tossing the magic hat away and there is another flash and puff of smoke. She is left standing naked. She quickly covers her boobs and pussy with her hands. A second later and there is another puff of smoke and she is gone leaving behind the magic hat.

Her nakedness is an illusion. She really wore a skin tight, flesh toned body suit under everything. The thing could not have been any tighter even if it had been painted on.

She won the Middleton contest and eventually went on to win first alternate for state. Her race for Home Coming Queen concluded after the pageant. Some of her detractors did smear tactics to undermine her. They got ahold of publicity stills of her in her Magician costume, added the text, "Don't be dazzled by Leigh Breedlove's tricks! Vote for Mona Horne!"

The smear backfired and Leigh was carried over in a landslide. She was still giddy from her win when Albas III asked her to run for mayor. With Albas financing her run, and the help of the kids from her school she was able to win the contest with her "Magical Middleton" grass roots campaign. She was able to combine her duties as Miss Middleton and Miss Mayor.

It turned out the mayor did not have any real power. She was a figurehead. The face of the city. (And boobs, and butt and legs of Middleton, per the cynics.) She sat in a convertible in parades and threw candy to kids. Cut ribbons and broke ground at ceremonies. The actual political power belonged to the city manager who was appointed by the council.

Leigh loved Middleton and enjoyed representing the city. Promoting hungry kid programs, visiting sick kids in the hospital, showing up to promote T-ball and soccer were things she loved doing and often Big Dick was on hand to support her.

Today she was going to a Ground Breaking for the new OB wing of the hospital. The wing would be named for Chanson Nocwood Lamb the main contributor. Leigh grabbed the ground breaking shovel her husband had made for her. The Cherrywood handle and custom-made blade were actually high quality, not just ornamental. The blade was on the small side with a razor-sharp edge. This meant she could penetrate packed earth with ease. Her husband had silver plated the metal and buffed it to a mirror finish. It was a thing of beauty.

He had also made her ribbon cutting scissors with the same edge and silver finish. Those would not be called for today.

Leigh was a little disappointed. It was a work day so her beloved Dick could not come this time. She had also been warned Chanson would not be there because she was so close to her delivery date. Leigh still would do her best for the town she loved.

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Cord felt good. He had been brought to Middleton by Albas Nockwood IV. His job was to help with the homeless situation. The unsightly grocery cart pushers annoyed Albas. He wanted them gone. So, he went for the werewolf solution.

The bars closed at two. Anyone left on the street after three AM until sunrise was fair prey. Streetwalkers, meth heads, dumpster divers, huffing taggers and babbling nuts were being disappeared. All with the Albas IV seal of approval. Albas gave the wolves a ghoul clean-up back-up. He told the police to keep a low profile. Life was sweet for Cord.