Seed Demon

Years ago they raged war on God and lost. With defeat they lost their homes, their wings, and their immortality. The Paragons, former angels now demons, were exiled to the darkest depths of hell.

Once they became mortal they lost their angelic figures and, almost at random, started to for their own individual characteristics. Some became hideous monsters; some became shape shifters, and some parasites that could not live outside of hell without a host body.

Their new bodies also determined their sex, as some became males and others became females. The female Paragons wanted nothing to do with sex. The very idea disgusted them and they had to kill several males to make their statement.

The males, on the other hand, couldn’t control their libido. When they weren’t planning on raging another war against the forces of God, the males went to the physical world and raped human females to satisfy their sexual appetites. None of the sexual encounters produced any offsprings.

The two sides are incompatible with each other and there is no known instance of a Paragon successfully impregnating a female.

The demon Vinn didn’t care because he wanted a child. After trying to overthrow Lucifer form the throne of Deus of Hell, Vinn was kicked out of Hell. He, a hideous monster, now wanders the shadows of the earth and waits.

Vinn believes in the old demonic prophecy of Khojana. Khojana is said to be the antichrist, the son of Hell. It is said that Khojana is a half-human half-demon that unite the Paragons and lead them on one last time against the forces of God. Vinn believes the prophecy will come true and he will be the father of Khojana. He continues to rape women of all kind. He is not picky of who receives his demonic seed from the standard high school girl to an elderly woman. He will not stop until Khojana is conceived and this is his story.

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There she was that fucking bitch. I’ve been watching her and I have chosen her to be the mother of my child, Khojana. She will be the mother of the savior of my people. She doesn’t know it yet, but she will.

I watch her as she gets out of her car and I can see that she is wearing just a plain t-shirt and jeans. I wanted to run out of the shadows, rip her clothes, rape her in every orifice, and then cum again all over her face. However, I knew that I had to take my time. I couldn’t let anyone see, couldn’t let anyone know. Her and I were about to share the most pleasurable intimate moment and I couldn’t let anyone ruin it for us.

I waited in the shadows and watched her walk from the car and enter the house. I waited for five minutes and looked around. She lived in a nice house in a nice part of town, but I couldn’t take any chances of being seen. Then I quickly, but quietly, ran to her car and waited. Her lights were out which meant that she was in bed.

My cock was the stiffest it had ever been and my pre-cum was literally dripping to the ground. I immediately ran to the backyard and looked around. There had to be some way that I could get inside the house without making any noise. Then I saw that her basement window was open. Was this some kind of cheesy horror movie? This was too easy.

I quickly took my demonic cock and didn’t dare stoke it. I didn’t want to cum early and wanted to save every single drop for her. I slowly approached her and I very carefully taker off her panties. I throw the panties on the floor and I very carefully get on top of her. This is it; this bitch was going to feel pleasure and pain simultaneously and was going to love it.

I quietly slid through the window and actually closed it for courtesy. A demon showing some manners?
She is going to be the mother of my child so I might as well start being nice to her. I quietly make my way through the basement and up the stairs. I opened the door and looked around. I was in the kitchen and started the hunt. I went through the living room, the bathroom, a guest room, until I finally found her room.

She was so sweet and looked delicious as she slept with no covers. I could clearly see why I had chosen her. Her blonde hair, blue eyes, and her huge breasts were clearly visible. She was only wearing a white t-shirt and white cotton panties. My pre-cum was now like a silent river as if I was taking a piss on her bedroom floor. She wasn’t wearing a bra because her nipples were clearly visible through the shirt.

Suddenly I thrust all of my huge demonic cock into her unwilling pussy.

That woke her up and she was about to scream until her mouth was assaulted with mine and gave her the kiss out of this world. After the kiss she relaxed and an expression of intense pleasure on her face. I began to violently thrust her with such power and passion not seen in this world.

She was immediately wet and did not resist when I tore off her shirt and began licking and sucking on her huge tits. They were so delicious and I couldn’t get myself to stop.

I could tell that she was having several intense orgasms, but I didn’t stop the violent thrusts. In fact the thrusting became more intense, if that was even possible.

“Yeeeessss youuuuu litttttle bbbbitch!’ I hissed. It was the only thing I could say at the moment.

Then it hit me. No human male will ever feel this as the perfect orgasm swept through me like a bolt of electricity. I immediately began to cum inside the bitch. I kept thrusting and cumming. She didn’t make a sound and she didn’t have to. The intense pleasure had put her in a semi-catatonic state as my thrusting and cumming continued.

This child is no Christ, for he is not endorsed by God, and has no soul. Your child is Khojana, savior of those who been neglected by God and wish to take back all that they have lose. The old king is gone and this new messiah will march the forces of Hell into the gates of Heaven in victorious fashion. For this child was born form sin and the seed of an agent of Hell. He will not fail.”

The woman looked around and saw several demons surrounding her bed, rubbing their cocks. Her pussy was very dry and understood what she was in for. You can’t experience the pleasures of Hell without experiencing the torture and suffering.

After God only knows, I stopped. The last of the cum emptied from my dick and I slowly got off her. I collapsed on the floor and couldn’t believe it. This was more intense than any of the other rapes. Those bitches didn’t appreciate me, but she did. At that moment, I knew she was carrying my child. There was nothing left to say because we both knew. She had experienced the pleasures of and pain of Hell and I experienced the pleasures of her body.

I got up slowly and walked away. I knew that I would visit her again because she was the mother of my child. She was the mother of Khojana, the savior of my people. I couldn’t imagine what she was thinking at this very moment.

The woman was in a deep sleep, as a result of the demonic rape. Even thought she had experienced the pleasures of Hell in that encounter, she still had to experience the pain of Hell. Her dream would take care of that.

She is sitting in a bed in a dark black void. At the end of the bed she sees an old woman in cloak with a bloody crucifix in one hand and a dead child by the hair in the other. The woman stares at her with pure black eyes and says the following:

“ Do not be frightened for this moment was captured in the annals of history. Every woman has the ability to carry a child, for this is the gift and curse brought unto by God. Long ago, God gave a virgin a chance to carry a child. That child was God’s son. You now have the chance to carry a child of Hell. Does this ring a bell? Are you a believer in the world beyond your senses? Do you believe in the world that establishes a new understanding relationship between the mind, the soul, and the scientific facts that lie before us? If so, you wish to know your child will soon be born in this world, but will serve another. 

The Woods Fight Back

“Rude Awakening In The Big City” Hello, My name is molly, I’m a 19 years old college student looking for work. I have straight blondish brown hair and fair skin with really green eyes. I’m real short :-( about 5’1” or so. I’ve been told I’m pretty, my measurement are anything but normal though. The last time I actually took measurements I was 32B-20-34. I was in gymnastics for several years, which does things to ones body shape. I quit my gymnastics training a year and half ago and have started to fill out alot more, my old B cup is now a full C, and my butt is little rounder or something. I grew up in a small town in Kansas, a small town girl. I wasn’t particularly wild growing up, a few barn parties. The town I grew up in was an old town, not many people my age, so I had virtually no dates or boyfriends.

 he chuckle as he sticks he hand against my now bare stomach, running his hand up and underneath my bra, feeling my nipples, cupping each. My head is spinning with shock...this strange man is feeling me!! He is playing with my breast and there is nothing I can do about it. I’m powerless, even though there is tons of people just a few feet away.

 My sexual experiences existed, but not by very much. Most, if not all of my “sex life” came to existence when I moved to the city to go to college, 18 monthsago. So now that you know something about me, let me tell you about my rather harrowing day that occured last week. I’m at the park. I’m being quiet and reading a book under a tree.There are lots of people around, families mostly kids playing with their parent etc. I have just had a big job interview, so I am dressed up, a suit jacket with a long skirt and blouse and my hair is pinned up. I put my book down and stand up and start walking to the restroom, its one of the men on one side, women on the other, that looks like a little concrete house. I have trouble walking through the uneven grass because of my heels, but I make it. I walk into the door, its kind of dark but the walls don't go all the way up, so the sun is coming through the grating and I can see good enough to find the light switch. I flip it on and go to the mirror to check my lipstick, I can hear the people talking and kids playing just a few feet away on the other side of the wall. I’m picturing the seen in my mind, when the light in the room suddenly go dark. I look around quickly, but its all shadowy and my eyes are adjusting when I see a dark shadow moving very fast. I only manage a startled gasp, before big rough hands push me against the sink and mirror, bending me over the porcelain sink and against the wall. I feel a metallic sharp object pressed against my throat has a deep voice tells me to "shut up bitch or I’ll cut your slut throat" I’m too stunned to breath let alone yell for help. he pressing his body hard against mine to make sure I don't move and then I feel his other hand start to move around my waist. I don't realize what’s happening until that hand darts under my jacket and grabs both my breast with a hard pinch...it suddenly hits me what he is here for!!! A "noooooo" escapes my lips, only to have a big dirty hand clamp across my mouth..."do you wanna die, whore?!!...do ya!!!" he growls. I shake my head no as tears well up in my eyes. "then I better not hear a word" He press the sharp object against my throat and removes his hand from my mouth ... moving it back down to my breasts, he feel them and squeezes them, one at a time. then suddenly he rakes his hand down my blouse, ripping off all of the buttons, tearing the fabric down the side.


 He tells me "to take off that stupid, fucking jacket" I resist, I’m not going to HELP him!!! but a painful slap of his hand on my butt brings more tears to my eyes and before I know it, I am actually taking off my jacket for THIS MAN. As soon as my jacket falls to the ground he once again presses me hard against the cold sink, his hand runs up to my neck and I stiffen up, fearing the worse when he grabs the back of my silk blouse and pulls hard downward, ripping the blouse completely off my body. he wraps his fingers around my pinned up hair and forces me to bend over further. I feel the knife removed from my throat and pressed against my back. "oh no, please" I beg, thinking I’m about to be killed with a stab in the back. The knife slides under my bra straps and then with a hard slash it cuts the elastic band. It snaps around and fall to the floor. He doesn’t wait at all, both of his hand grab my skirt at the waist band and yanks it down to the floor, taking my hosiery and underwear with it, leaving me standing there stark naked. Before I knew it, he was press against me again, telling me what a "nice ass I have for a dirty no good whore" and "what a tight pussy a prissy bitch like me must have." The insults come on and on, the entire time he was feeling my butt and breasts, biting my the back of my neck and shoulders painfully while he played. 

He laughs and crudely jabs a finger inside me. I instinctively try to close my legs, but he forces them even further apart as his finger moves inside me. He pulls it out quickly and starts spanking me again, this time with his hard dick. He stands and moves around I feel his naked body against me again and i prepared for more spanking, when I feel the hard tip or his dick poise against my hole. "No...god please don't... noooo" I cry as he pushes himself deeper and deeper inside me. I gasp as his hip collide with mine, his dick buried completely inside, he starts to thrust and release, in and out, 

The stranger starts to grind his hips against my back...pressing his hard member against me. Suddenly he stops ... we both hear people approaching the restroom, he hisses a warning and pushes the knife against my neck harder. The group of people pass harmlessly by the restroom door. "Time to go little bitch" he says as he picks me clear off the ground, kicking the rest of my hosiery and skirt from around my ankles, my shoes falling to the ground. I see daylight as he peeks out the door, then quickly he darts through the door, carrying me naked with him outside. We go down the side of the building and into another door. "Now then bitch, no guy is going to care whether I fuck a little slut like you in this john" he snarls He had moved us over to the guys side of the restroom. That’s when I see my captor for the first time...a dusty, just come from a construction site type guy, dressed in denim, black hair and hard looking. He kicks over the trash can and throws me straddle legged on top of it, I have to put my hands down quickly to keep from smashing my face on the floor, only my lower stomach and hips are draped on the can, I have to maintain a push-up or eat concrete. I can see the rectangle light from the door a few feet away... freedom so close, so far. I hear the rustle and zip of a his zipper and my heart races, near panic. I flinch as I feel his naked buttock press down on mine... he is sitting on me!!! what the heck? Then I receive my answer when his hand slaps my bare bottom...once, twice three times, it gets harder and the sounds louder each time, I grimace and he starts to add verbal insults to the spanking he gives me. He tells me how nasty and dirty I am, lots of slut, whore and bitches mixed in. The stinging is building up, I know my butt must be really red by now. He uses his much longer legs to force mine so far apart i’m doing the splits. He is facing my feet, sitting on my lower back spanking my butt and upper thighs...he starts cupping his hands, hitting between my butt cheeks, push air down between my egs...closer and closer I cry out as he slaps too far forward and his cupped hands sting my tender lips. 

Vampires Kiss

I walked down the crowded section of Bourbon Street and tried to remember where my hotel was. Mardi Gras had been exhausting and my friends seemed to have left me assuming I knew the way back to the hotel. Which I had no clue as to its location. I looked around the people who still crowded the street even into the early morning hours. These were the people who did not care to go home until the last drop of darkness was consumed by the sun. For worry they would be donned a "party pooper". I began to look around in hopes of seeing one of my friends or perhaps a police officer. I saw no one I knew and decided it would be better to keep walking until I got off of this party street and into an area where I could think clearly. I pulled my coat tight around me and started to walk down the street briskly. It was a chilly night for the Party Capital of Louisiana, and I just wanted to get back to the warm hotel room and take a hot shower and then fall into bed beside Luke, my boyfriend and hopefully soon to be fiance. I dodged the drunken crowd continued down the street. 


 He was headed toward me and I suddenly felt frightened. What if he hurt me, i wondered. My heart started beating a little faster and I turned back around and started walking again, listening to his footsteps move closer to me. I felt my heart hammering in my chest and I knew that I was in danger, there was something not quite right with the way the man was closing in on me. I walked faster still and when I felt his cold hand on my arm I started to scream but no sound came out. I heard his deep rumble of laughter fill my ear and I knew that he was going to kill me. I felt the tears start to gather in the corners of my eyes and I felt my breathing start to come in short panicky gasp. "Shh...Shh..it will be alright, my love." What? Was I hearing things? Did this guy just call me "his love"? What did he want with me? I knew that I had to put up some sort of a fight or I would be dead in a matter of minutes, so it was my only chance. I started to throw my body this way and that way to try to throw him off balance and give me a chance to run from my "enemy in the night". I felt so weak and helpless as I felt my body twist and turn, but his held perfectly still and it seemed almost as if he were enjoying my little show of terror. I ceased my movements and fell against him, exhausted by my fight for freedom.

The crowd finally thinned out and soon the loud shouts from many tourist and residents of New Orleans were nothing but a faint sound blowing in the wind. Suddenly I felt chill and I pulled my short blue jean jacket closer around me as I continued toward the direction I thought the hotel was in. I heard the sound of footsteps behind me and turned to see a man heading toward me. He moved like a shadow on the wall. Silently and smooth.


 He picked me up and carried me in his arms as if I were a child. He looked down at me then and my heart skipped a beat for his face was nothing other than pure raw sexuality. He looked like a man that could demand sexual release from a woman with just one look. I felt an odd sense of floating as he carried me down the street into a dark ally in between some historic looking buildings. He sat me on a brick stairway leading to a rusty looking door and I saw my chance to run, full panic taking hold of me once more. I felt my legs go out from underneath me as he scooped me up in one arm. I knew then that I would not escape this man, with his strength. I heard a click of a lock and he carried me into the dark building. He put me down on the floor but held a firm grip on my arm as he lead me down a dark hallway. I felt compelled to follow him. I was scared but my curiosity was rapidly beginning to take its place. His grip loosened on my arm and he let go of me. He continued ahead without a word or a backward glance. I followed him down the dark hallway until he stopped at a door. He opened the door and looked at me expectantly before entering. I followed behind him, and knew I was leading myself to death. But, I could not help the feelings that flowed through me in waves of curiosity. I stepped into the candle lit room and took in the antique furniture that was scattered among the room in a tasteful fashion. My eyes widened at the sight of him sitting on the bed before me in his black slacks and black button down. His dark hair and crystal blue eyes were only the accessories to his beautiful masculine face. He held an air of sexuality like no other man I had ever encountered.It was like he demanded it. I heard the door shut gently behind me. He pushed up from the bed and gently strode toward me as if I was his prey. I could see the way his eyes narrowed as he neared me and I felt the fear return. He laughed at me then," You know you want me. Its like this with everyone. Just let it happen." He started to circle me and I quickly looked for an exit. I realized that this man must be crazy. He was circling me as if he were about to play a game with me. I had to get out. He grabbed my hair and tugged gently to make me look up at him. His piercing blue gaze had chills spreading through my body and I looked away, shamed at the sudden image rushing through my head. A picture of myself spread out on a satin sheet. My nipples hard and his head between my legs. the image vanished as his deep voice caressed my ear,"Don't be frightened. I give just as much pleasure as you will be giving me." His hand came up to caress my cheek and I flinched at the cold touch. My nipples instantly perked up through the blouse I wore underneath my jacket. " I will not hurt you, ma cherie." I looked up at him and whispered, trying to keep the fear from my voice," What are you going to do with me then?" He stepped away from me and looked at me with amusement. " I will show you." In an instant, faster than my brain could process, he was pressing up against me and undoing the button on the jeans that I wore. His skilled fingers quickly released the button and he guided my jeans down my legs. I froze with complete terror at first and then began to struggle as he began to remove the jeans from me. He held me with a strength I hadn't thought capable of a human. I was no competition for him and I gave up the struggle. I quickly covered myself with my hands. He looked up at me," What are you doing? You know that you want this." I looked down at him and saw the gleam of light flickering off of a pair of fangs that had slid down from his mouth. I started to panic. Vampire! My brain completely lost all reasoning with reality. How could this be? I felt him moving my hands away from my sex and then I felt his mouth close over my pussy. His tongue darted in and out of my slit. I felt chills rushing through my body and I strained upward to him. I know longer cared if I was in any danger, all 


 Sometime later...I opened my eyes and squinted at the harsh light that intruded my eyes. I felt someones tongue moving around on my pussy and I looked down at the man that had kidnapped me for his sexual pleasure. He was looking at me as his tongue darted in and out of me. I felt the chills come over me once again and I pushed him away and stood up. "Don't worry ma cherie, you are immortal now and you will not die. After tasting your sweet pussy I could not let you die. I want to taste it whenever I want to." I turned to look at him," Well, then what are you waiting for?" I fell down in the chair next to the bed and spread my legs wide. He was there in an instant, licking my pussy with pure raw passion. I held his head there and waited until he brought me to climax because after he did that, he would let me ride his face again. Forever how long I wanted. After all, I was immortal....all the time in the world.


I knew is that I wanted this man to eat my pussy until I could not take any more. I pressed his face into my cunt and grind his face. I felt warm liquids oozing from my slit and I pushed all of my weight down on him trying to push him to the floor. He seemed to know what I wanted and fell back easily. I sat on his face and rubbed my cunt all over his face," Stick out your tongue," I heard myself say in a voice I did not recognize.I felt him push his tongue up into my tight pussy and I started to fuck his tongue. I rode him hard and fast. He was gently licking my slit as I fucked him and I knew that I was about to come. I felt wave after wave of pleasure passing through me and I never wanted it to end. I landed on the floor beside him and he picked me up in his arms and carried me to the bed, gently fingering my pussy as he did. It was like he was doing me a big favor. I felt like the world had been cast out for a moment and he was giving me a glimpse of pleasure so great that it couldn't be real. He lay me down on the bed and spread my legs wide. "I want to taste you again. I must," his head dipped between my legs once more and he began gently suckling my clit. I felt the chills return with a force so great I thought I would faint from the pleasure that was spiraling toward me. It was like he was French kissing my pussy and I felt faint from it. He lifted his head and looked at me like he hated me. I could see pure hatred flowing out of every pore in him. But it quickly vanished and I felt the fear returning slowly. He began eating me out again and I tried to pull his head away. " Whats the matter? Would you rather ride my face once more, my love? Grind this tight pussy all over my face?" He was running his fingers up and down my slit slowly and I felt warm liquids pouring out of me. I felt his fingers pressing into me and I gently started to fuck his fingers. "Ah, I knew you wanted more. He picked me up and flipped over onto his back and sat me on his face. He grabbed my hips and rubbed my pussy all over his face once again. I started to fuck his face slowly at first and then I bucked against his open mouth faster and faster until I exploded once again. He lifted me off of him and lay me down on the bed. He quickly removed his shirt and then mine. He straddled my shoulders and let the length of his cock that he had freed from his trousers slide along my lips. My tongue darted out to lick him and he sucked in his breath and closed his crystal eyes. "Your breath is so warm. Mortal breath. I can never get enough." He pushed his cock into my mouth and grabbed the back of my head, gently fucking my mouth. He grunted with each slow erotic stroke he made. I loved the feel of his cock pumping in and out of my mouth. He pulled out of my mouth and moved between my legs. He spread my legs wide and without warning started to fuck me hard and fast. Everything seemed to blend together. The walls, the candles, the vampire above me. I realized that his fangs were lodged in my neck. I started to scream but he continued sucking the life out of me. The pain dissipated after a while and I felt pleasure running through me. I was completely relaxed. I could no longer fill the man above me moving inside me. I could see the hungry look in his eyes as he lifted his head and looked down at me. He was still pumping into my wet pussy as I tried to reclaim reality once again. I felt the darkness slowly fading over me and I went down with it without a fight.

Dungeon and Sold Interesting Time Sex

Mr. Turner drove fast and as soon as they got close to the house he jumped out the car and dragged Jenny to the basement. It was very dark and she could not seethe small door in the side of the wall until Mr. Turner was opening it. They followed a small tunnel for a few minutes until it evolved into a large cavern. Lamps flickered along the walls and Jenny could see many cages set into the walls in these cages women sat on small beds completely naked. It seemed Mr. Turner had a collection. There were a few young girls there who’s tiny pussy holes had been stretched by much use. Mr. Turner took a bunch of keys from a shelf and, after unlocking the nearest cell, through Jenny in. It was a couple of days before he came back.

He did not open Jenny’s cell but instead took out the youngest girl who looked to be about twelve. He tied her on her hands and knees so that she could not move. He then stripped so that he was naked. His cock standing out in front of him he approached her from behind and dipped his cock into the girls pussy . He rubbed the juices that were now on his cock around her ass hole. Placing his cock on her red flower he pushed in deep and quick. The girl howled but instead of letting her obviously virgin ass get used to it he started pumping his balls slapping against her ass every time he pushed in she clenched her ass together making it even better for him but worse then just as he was going to cum he pulled his throbbing cock from her ass and let it dive into her pussy after only one stroke he dumped his load in her burying his cock up to his balls. He pulled it out again and pushed it back in dumping more and more cum in her little hole. He pushed it for a final time and muttered to himself “man I love cumming in pussy, its always better.”

Then he got up making her cry out and protest. He smiled and shock his head saying “No none for you. You screamed, you aren’t aloud any” She looked so disappointed that he pushed a finger up into he pussy she pushed as heavily as she could on his hand and he slowly walked her backwards whist fingering he opened the cage door and just before she orgasmed he threw her in making her scream in frustration. She sat there desperately trying to finish herself off but couldn’t so gave up.

He untied the girl and haled her up and turned her round to face him. He then kissed her neck and carried on to her boobs licking and biting her nipples. When he had done he slid down to her pussy. Cum was flowing out of it and he bent down and licked her clit. She gasped and opened her legs. He pushed his tongue down and into her cunt and licked and nibbled it for a bit. 

Next time he came down he came with a friend he pulled a blonde from a cage and tied her up so that her legs were wide apart. He then took a black leather whip from a rack and trailed it along the girls pussy and then brought it up and whipped her hard. Each time the whip hit her pussy the blond whimpered but never screamed even though the whip was starting to draw blood. The friend started to torture her nipples squeezing them between his finger and thumb then tying them with string which he tied to the low ceiling. He then got a bamboo stick and hit her tits repeatedly. After a little while they stopped and untied the girl. John (Mr. Turners friend) sat on the floor and the girl was forced onto him. As she sat down he bushed his big black cock into her ass. Mr. Turner pushed his cock into her pussy and they both began to pound her wholes. The blond loved it which made both guys pound harder. After a little while John grunted to Mr. Turner “I’m guna cum Alex!” Mr. Turner looked up “keep going man” he said “I’m guna cum to” they kept on pumping and sure enough Johns balls tightened and released all his cum into her ass. Alex pulled the girl of him, keeping his cock inside her he laid he down and pumped so more then came pushing his cock in as far as possible. At the same time the blond came. Gasping he rolled off of her. But john wasn’t done he clambered on her and stared pumping his cock in her this time it didn’t take long for him to cum. The girls pussy was full if cum and it was dribbling down her legs.

"Hey she's pretty tight!" he exclaimed when he saw me. "Yep only been fucked twice that one" Alex suplied. "wow! I'll take her how much do you want?" Said John who was now cheacking out pussy by putting his hand through the bars and pulling at my clit and pushing his finger in my cunt. " Two thousand" Alex said quickly "What!?" John exclaimed. "She's practicaly a virgin and she does the most amazing blow jobs" He said. The black man sighed and said "awh alright then" he handed over a check and Mr. Turner opened the cage. John took from his pocket chains and straps. He then strapped them round my ankles wrists and neck and pulled me along. I was marched to his red van naked and was thrown in the back.

“So you interested?” Said Alex. “No” John replied “Her pussy just isnt tight enough. But you have lots of girls here let me give them a look and I might be willing to buy" he got up and looked around the cages.Alex went with him yelling at all the girls "O.K get up spread your legs show him" John looked around the cagges but all the pussy were well used, except mine which had only been fucked twice. 

Lover Wolf

Twenty-three years-old Samantha Brook’s light green eyes shot open and she quickly sat up in her sleeping bag, looking around her tent rapidly. After a moment she sighed deeply and shook her head, running a hand through her long black hair. She had just had the most confusing nightmare of her life, and it seemed terrifyingly real.

She glanced at her watch sleepily, which lay beside her. It read 7:36 AM. Yawning, she stretched her arms above her head before slowly climbing out of her sleeping bag and slipping some jeans on. She had slept in black silk panties, a baggy white t-shirt, and socks. She removed her shirt and replaced it with a forest-green blouse, slipping a brown hooded sweater over. She slipped on the pair of old shoes she had brought, and stepped out of her tent.

Samantha had always loved the mountains. Ever since she was a little girl she had camped up in them several times each year, at first with her family, but as she got older she started to go by herself. She felt at home amongst the trees and the brisk air, with none of the smog and crowds of the city.

This camping trip was her last for the year, and she planned to make the best of it. She was going to stay up in the mountains for two whole weeks, all by herself. It was heaven. No annoying co-workers, no over-protective family, just her and miles and miles of forest.

She glanced around. It was incredibly foggy. She could barely see anything farther away than thirty feet. She shivered as she felt what she thought was a pair of imaginary eyes on her. Shaking it off, she leaned back into her tent to dig through her bag for breakfast, fishing out a loaf of bread and some peanut butter. She found a butter knife as well and made herself the simple breakfast of a peanut butter sandwich.

She sat down on a flat rock as she ate, staring into the foggy nothingness that surrounded her campsite. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that while it was nice having a bit of solitude, she wished she wasn’t alone.

As soon as she finished, she stood lazily, thinking a morning walk would be a nice start to the day. She headed down a path she had taken many times over the years, mostly because it ended at a small lake.

As the leaves and twigs crunched beneath her feet, she was reminded of how alone she was. The only sounds were her footsteps and the occasional chirps of birds. She jumped as she suddenly heard an entire tree branch snap and fall. She stopped, looking around, trying to see past the wall of fog that blanketed everything. As far as she knew, no large animals inhabited this mountain range. So what could have made that sound?

She shrugged it off and kept walking. Soon she could just barely see the edge of the lake, and she hurried to its edge, sitting on a small boulder, glad to be in a slightly more open area. She turned to face the water, the lake looking eerie in the fog. She froze as she heard a soft, muffled footstep behind her.
She quickly turned in the direction of the sound, but there was nothing there, just the trees. But when she turned back to face the lake, she instead found herself staring into a pair of bright gold eyes.

She gasped, leaning back slightly. The creature in front of her was wolf-like in appearance, with a long muzzle ending with a black, wet nose and pointy, furry ears. Its body was covered in black fur, and it had a black wolfish tail that was slowly waving back and forth, as if wagging in slow motion.

The distinctive thing was that this creature stood upright on its hind legs, with its forearms ending in clawed hands. The creature’s bone structure was a mix of human and wolf, so that if it wished it could drop to all fours and walk as a regular wolf did.

The creature’s expression and posture suggested he was attempting to dominate Samantha. He leaned forward, his hands coming to rest on the rock she was sitting on. His movement caused her to fall onto her back on the flat rock, which unfortunately for her was a sign of submission.

Samantha’s breathing had very quickly become panicked and desperate. She had no idea what this creature was or what it wanted, but she knew that she wanted to get out of there.

The wolf suddenly leaned down, its muzzle near her breast, and he took the fabric of her sweater in his teeth, tearing it with little effort, doing the same to the blouse underneath it. He was clearly irritated to find her bra in his way, and he practically yanked it off, tossing it with his muzzle to the ground.

Samantha suddenly felt very vulnerable, and she crossed her arms over her breasts instinctively. His hands came up and took her wrists, dragging her arms over her head and pinning them to the rock.

He leaned down, and touched the tip of his long tongue to one of her nipples, starting slowly licking the hard nub.

Samantha couldn’t contain the soft moan that escaped her throat at the wolf’s actions. She weakly struggled against his hold on her wrists. The combination of his warm, wet tongue and the chilly mountain air was driving her crazy.

He soon switched to her other nipple, giving the same attention as the first. He let go of her wrists, and she didn’t try to push him off her as his hands snaked their way to her waist.

She was lost in her pleasure, and she paid no attention to his hands until she heard the sound of the button of her jeans popping and felt them being pulled down her hips. This brought her back to her senses briefly, and she attempted to remove his hands from her waist, but his sharp growl made her return her hands to rest on the rock.

He tugged her jeans down her legs and off of her, throwing them off into the trees. With a brief tug, he snapped her panties off and threw them to the ground.

Samantha was now completely nude, and she felt her face heat up. She felt a bit absurd as she found herself hoping he liked what he saw.

The wolf suddenly pressed the tip of his muzzle to her lips, and she parted them in a soft gasp. He took the opportunity to gently let his tongue explore her mouth, in what could be described as a form of kissing.

Samantha didn’t try to stop him, although her eyes widened as she felt something long, hot, and hard brush against her inner thigh. She had already assumed the wolf was male, but now she knew for certain.

She felt more than a little ashamed, as she was more turned on than she ever been in her life. Her cunt was wet with anticipation, and she let out a little moan as his cock brushed against it.

The wolf grabbed her waist and flipped her over onto her stomach, and he was pleased as she hesitantly spread her legs. Samantha felt a bizarre mix of pleasure and pain explode as he quickly thrust his cock into her glistening cunt. A loud cry escaped her lips and her eyes shut.

His warm cum in her sent Samantha into her second orgasm, and she clutched at the rock desperately as her pussy clenched tightly around his cock. He rested his body gently on top of hers, partially supporting himself with his hands, his cock swelling and preventing him from withdrawing it for at least ten minutes or so.

After lying there for a good twenty minutes, the wolf reluctantly withdrew his softening cock, scooping Samantha into his arms and lying in the grass, resting her on top of him. Samantha stared into his bright gold eyes, which were filled with affection. She snuggled into his chest, and soon his soft fur, warm body, and steady breathing lulled her into a deep, peaceful sleep.

The wolf wasted no time and began to pump his cock in and out of her wet pussy, his clawed hands gripping firmly as he leaned over her, his body covering hers. Samantha’s soft cries and moans were constantly filling the air.

Samantha clenched her hands into tight fists, bucking her hips in time with his thrusts, already lost in the lustful rutting. She had never felt this way during sex before. Without ever realizing it, she had started murmuring, “Oh, please…please don’t stop…God, this feels so good…”

Her breasts were scraping against the rock beneath her, but that only aroused her more and her entire body felt like it was on fire. Her moans became louder and louder to the point where she was practically screaming. The walls of her cunt clamped down tight on his cock, trying to pull it deeper inside her.

The wolf rapidly began to pound his cock into her, the thrusts shaking her entire body. Low grunts escaped his throat with each thrust, as his lust drove him to shove his cock deeper and deeper into her hot, eager pussy.

Samantha writhed in ecstasy as her first orgasm hit her, and wave after wave of pleasure ran through her body. She cried out, pleading for more as his hips slammed against hers over and over. The wolf was close, and after a few more minutes, he howled as his seed spilled out of his cock into her cunt, the pleasure accompanying it driving him wild.

Girls Nursing

Elizabeth, Veronica and Daniela finally made the decision to spend their vacation on Elizabeth’s parents country house. They planned to leave at 7 am Saturday morning but, as expected for a group of untroubled teenagers, at 10 am they were just finishing packing. One hour later they were on the highway cheerfully taking about their boyfriends and their sexual adventures.

* * *
Been a cheerleader at her high school football team for several years, had really paid off on Elizabeth’s figure, displaying a tight athletic body. Her breasts are rather small but firm and rounded. She has blonde hair combining perfectly with her clear green eyes.

Veronica has black hair falling to her shoulders contrasting with her blue eyes and her pale skin. She is a little shorter and thinner than Elizabeth but her breast are just perfect, big and round, always attracting the attention from anyone that looked at her. She likes to wear summer dresses with a big enough cleavage to turn heads wherever she walks in.

Danny has a Latin inheritance that reflects in her beautiful curvy body. She has light brown skin and she is the same height as Veronica. Her almond colored eyes were framed by long and full eyelashes. Danny has a way of moving her hips when she walks that every guy in her school is crazy about her.

* * *
All three girls were extremely popular with the boys, which were constantly approaching them in a rather annoying way. This was one of the reasons that Danny had the idea to celebrate her eighteenth birthday in the country house, away from everyone expect her dearest friends.

Elizabeth and Veronica, been a little older than Danny, had lost their virginity to their boyfriends almost a year ago and after that, they had been practicing sex on a regular basis. Daniela had sex for the first time with a classmate only a month ago. It had been a one-time thing and the experience was far from being satisfactory.

Elizabeth and Veronica were always complaining about the boring way that their boyfriends had sex with them. “The boys are too conventional,” they said.

The girls were discussing and fantasizing about how they would like to have sex in odd places and in every position they had seen in porno movies.

After two hours on the highway, they arrived to the mountains and entered a secondary road. They drove between huge pine trees for another half hour until they found Elizabeth’s cabin. It was a large two-floor chalet with a wide terrace on the second floor which allowed a view to a small, crystal clear lake just fifty meters away.

After unloading the luggage and provisions, each teen selected a room upstairs and unpacked in a hurry. They wanted to step out to the terrace in the nude and catch the last minutes of sunlight, with the hopes of getting a good tan without bikini lines.

"It was a good idea not to bring the boys,” Veronica said, “otherwise we wouldn’t be butt naked out here… we will get a fantastic tan”.

After a while, the sun began to disappear in the horizon and it got a bit chilly, so the girls decided to step inside and drink some wine beside the chimney.

They were sitting in the wide living room, wearing just a towel and enjoying the evening when suddenly, they felt the floor shaking and the wine bottle started to bang lightly over the table.

“It’s and earthquake!” Elizabeth shouted, “Lets get out of here!”

She just had finished the sentence when the tremors stopped and everything returned to normal.

“I hate earthquakes!” Danny said, finishing her glass of wine in one shot and filling it again.

The others girls gulped down their drinks too and in a short time, they were opening the second bottle of wine.

* * *
Not far from there, at the bottom of the lake, a huge rock had shifted from its original place, leaving a big opening about five feet long and two feet wide. Bubbles were still coming out from the air trapped inside before the earthquake. On one corner of the hole, the moonlight poured just enough light to see a small limb much like a squid’s, crawling its way out across the lake’s sandy floor.

* * *
“I feel woozy,” Danny said, “I’m gonna take a quick bath.”

“Let’s get in the lake instead!” Elizabeth shouted excitedly.

“But its dark and… there could be animals out there,” Danny said with a worried tone of voice.

“Its ok,” Elizabeth responded, “there is a full moon and there is plenty of light. When I was younger, I used to get in the lake at night all the time”.

“Yes! Lets go to the lake!” Veronica said also excited with the idea.

“Ok, if you go, I’ll go…. I don’t want to stay here alone anyway,” Danny said not really convinced.

Ten minutes later, there were three naked teenagers in the lake laughing and throwing water to each another like little girls.

“Something touched me!” Danny said, almost yelling, “Someone touched… my pussy”.

“Someone? But there was no one but us,” Elizabeth replied.

The three girls observed the lake through the living room window but everything was quiet.

“Are you sure it wasn’t a horny fish?” Veronica asked, laughing mockingly at her friend.

Elizabeth started laughing too and Danny just smiled, a little embarrassed.

Within all the noise and commotion, a big shadow moved in the dark, just outside the entrance of the cave. The limb that before was barely distinguishable was now out in the open, sticking two meters from the hole, moving like a snake in the direction of the girls.

A few minutes later, the body of a strange creature coming out of the cave was illuminated by the moonlight. It was similar to an octopus but it had two sacs fused together to make one large bulk of meat with a greenish and brown skin. It had multiple tentacles of different lengths and thickness. The biggest were as long as ten feet with a diameter of at least four inches.

The creature was getting closer to the girls, attracted by the noise and the movement, but there was something else that made the magnetism irresistible for the animal, the smell. The creature had detected a quality in the three beings playing in the water. This quality was female pheromones, which meant only one thing to the animal, reproduction.

The creature got closer and closer to the source of the smell until it was just a few inches from its destiny. Danny stepped back avoiding a gush of water thrown by Veronica, when she felt that something touched her asscheeks. She stood still, not really sure of what just happened. Then, she felt something touching her again between her legs.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!!” Danny screamed, running out of the water as fast as she could.

Veronica and Elizabeth got scared and they screamed and ran too, not really sure of what was going on.

Danny got out of the lake and kept running toward the cabin. Elizabeth followed her, but as she reached the shore, she stopped and looked back, trying to see what had scared her friend so much. She didn’t see anything, so she calmly picked up the towels and walked with Veronica to the house. Danny was standing at the front door, waiting for her friends to get inside so she could lock the door.

“What happened?” Elizabeth asked.

The Woods Fight Back

The woods and forests of the worlds have shared a special bond with humans. For millions of years the people of earth have made their home in the woods and hunted her animals for food. And humans protected the forests from fire. This need for each other for the most part was harmonious. At first very few people abused the relationship. However over time, people started to take the woods and forests for granted.

After years and years of torment, the forests and woods started to get frustrated and upset. People were killing off forests for nothing; they were littering, as well as starting fires instead of stopping them. Finally the woods have had enough; they wanted to get revenge........Tammy was camping at a park with a few of her and her boyfriend Paul's, friends; Tom and Rachel. Tammy was not athletic, however she was no couch potato either. At 5' 6" and 135 pounds, she had a very attractive figure, and her breasts were rather large (38D). She was dating Paul for a little over a year. They met while finishing up their senior year at college studying Communications. Tom and Rachel were their best friends and the two couples enjoyed each other's company.

Tom, Paul and Rachel were swimming in a lake not far from a hiking trail they were walking on. The weather was around 80 and lots of sun, so the cool water was refreshing. Tammy wasn't ready for the water just yet; she wanted to go exploring more. She told the group she was going up the trial more and would be back within 20 to 30 minutes.

About half a mile up the trail, Tammy found a small clearing, a great spot to sit and rest for a minute. While sitting against a tree, Tammy was noticing her surroundings. There were many older mature trees around; maples, oaks, pines, as well as some wild grape vines growing in the distance.

Tammy was still hot even after sitting for a few moments so she reached around her back and unclasped her bra. Her breasts swung free from her body and she giggled for a few seconds. She then took her bra off without taking her tank top off. Tammy looked down at herself for a moment and though to herself how erotic she looks with her tank top on and no bra. Her tits were hanging out of each side of the tank top about half way. With these thoughts running through her mind, Tammy starting to get that warm wet feeling in her pussy. Now would be a good time to turn around and join him in the lake for a fuck in the water.

What Tammy couldn't see was a huge vine, perhaps 2 1/2- 3 inches in diameter moving towards her opened legs. But what Tammy couldn't see she soon felt as the vine started to fuck her. Her body was moving trying to fight the waves of pleasure and fear washing over her. Her body betrayed her. Her pussy was getting wetter by the second from the branch that was impaled in her vagina. Her nipples could cut glass, they were so hard.

Within minutes, Tammy grunted and moans as an orgasm trembled through her. Vines covered her mouth preventing her cries and screams from being heard. After the few minutes has passed, as quickly as the vines attacked, they disappeared without a trace. Shaken and confused, Tammy walked back to Paul, Tom and Rachel. Tammy tried to explain what had happened, but no one seemed to believe her. 

Tammy stood up and started to walk back to where the rest of the group was. She reached into her jean cut-off shorts and pulled out a piece of gum. Without thinking after she put the piece in her mouth, she threw the wrapper on the ground, and continued walking. This was the final straw for the Woods. Seeing a young girl like that just throw a piece of paper on the ground was horrible, and showed that there was a lack of respect.

The woods thought for a moment, and decided to get even with Tammy, and to show her the same lack of respect she had shown it. With that, the grapevines started to grow, and grow it had. Within seconds, The vines stretched and reached out to grab Tammy.

Tammy not looking in the direction of where the grapevines were did not know what was happening behind her. Suddenly while taking a step, her right leg would move, something was holding it back. She looked down and in amusement she saw grapevines twisting around her ankle. She looked at her left leg and was shocked to find vines entangling that one as well. Suddenly, she was pulled down on the ground.

While down on the ground the vines dragged Tammy back to the clearing. More vines started to encase both wrists. Slowly, both hands were drawn apart and strapped to trees nearby. Still in shock at what was happening, Tammy was not paying attention as her legs were spread way apart. However, when a vine wrapped itself around her leg and made it's way to her cut-off shorts and panties. Within about a minute of moving back and forth, the vine was able to cut off the shorts and panties and it quickly ripped them from her quivering body. Another vine made its way into Tammy's shaking breasts. The grapevine circled her right breast and each time it circled the tip touched her nipple. Subconsciously, her pussy started to get wet.

Lord of Lies

The Ancient One had been existing in the run down house for almost a year, having arrived from Romania. With the help of his insane assistant, Gunther, and his two undead brides, he had come here to make a fresh start and find refuge from the old world. The local authorities were asking too many questions now, and once again it was time to relocate. The house had been purchased legally, Gunther telling the locals that a European millionaire recluse was moving in.

The property had been perfect, it was in the suburbs on a large acreage near a small town. It had been a small farm at the turn of the century, and the house itself was two stories, with a basement and cellar. There was a rickety fence surrounding it, with an overgrown path that led to the large front door.

The property came with a serviceable barn close by. It had been vacant for many years, the well had been poisoned by underground minerals, and the soil would no longer harbor decent crops. Some said it was cursed, and so it had remained unsold. Now a local developer was offering a decent price, there had been a rezoning of the property. Gunther arranged for a lawyer to come to the property, so final arrangements could be made. Perhaps a tidy sum could be arranged in time for the move after all.

It was the first week of November, and the local skating rink was busy before sunrise with the figure skating classes and hockey practices. In the damp pre dawn morning, the Ancient One watched for activity and let his senses attune to the scent of young mortals at play. He was looking for a proper replacement for his third wife, who had been destroyed in an unfortunate incident.

Such were the risks of the undead. He spied a ravishing young figure skater walking out of the rink. She was perhaps sixteen years old, with long brunette hair tucked under a pink head scarf, a pink sweater that clung to her well shaped breasts and tight blue hip- hugger jeans.

Her pale skin was flushed with the cold air. She was wearing white runners and holding her figure skates in her hand. A red car pulled up and she got in. The Ancient One breathed in her intoxicating scents as she was driven away. Following in the shape of a wolf, he managed to locate her house. His keen senses were able to track his prey better than any bloodhound could. He returned to the house before sunrise, satisfied he had found a worthy prospect.

Gunther was given his instructions by his master. He was to bring the girl to his abode, so that he may have "intercourse" with her. It would be safer to bring her to him, as he desired to take his time with his "chosen ones", and Gunther was very useful as a mortal to assist in such matters.

Gunther had already purchased clothing and makeup for children and young women so that they may be prepared. They would normally be properly dressed and groomed before the feeding, to look their best. Even peasant farm girls would be seduced by his powers while looking the part of the noblewoman. Only the cruder of his kind fed "on the run", taking the basics of life while having no time to savor it.

He detested their crude, nocturnal savaging. He was one of the Old Guard, with brides of his own, and he would act accordingly. The Ancient One could live off the blood of any mortal, but it was sweeter tastes of the innocent that was sought above all else by his kind.

That afternoon a grey BMW came into the driveway, and Gunther prepared the papers needed for the sale of the property. The bank had sent over a pretty young thing. Her name was Cassandra, and she was appalled at having to come over to the dingy property, she had heard the "owner" was a dishevelled old coot, and could be difficult to work with.

She was greeted at the door by Gunther, a grey man with a bad limp, who dressed in a black suit and looked about 70 years old. He couldn't help but leer at the young woman as they conducted business in the main living room. She was an attractive red head, with a dark blue coat, white blouse, black skirt, beige nylons and black high heels.

Gunther acted as the estates trustee, and so she knew all business went through him, nobody ever seemed to meet the owner. As the last of the papers were done, she walked past the window that faced the barn, and Gunther realised he had made a mistake.

The van the authorities were looking for was parked inside, but he had changed a tire earlier in the day, and had not closed the main door. Its midnight blue color and white striping could be made out. Cassandra pretended not to notice and bade Gunther goodnight.

"Are you sure you wont stay for tea?" he asked.

"Ughh, no, I have to get back to the office," Cassandra replied, and made for the door. The whole house was decrepit, and she couldn't wait to get out of there. She was wondering if the van had anything to do with the girls that had disappeared in the last few months.

The crack of the varnished sap struck with a loud "thwap!" and Cassandra stumbled to her knees, dropping her briefcase, one heel coming off. Gunther knew what she had seen, and now he acted quickly. He grabbed the young woman by the hair and pulled her head forward, exposing her for the coup de grace.

"Be still my lady, you wont be escaping my masters justice," he said.

She flailed her arms around drunkenly, trying to reach her cell phone that had fallen out but it was too late for that. Masters justice she thought, what had she walked into? He smacked her once, and then again for good measure with the wooden club, and she went to the floor unconscious. She would disappear, along with her car. The house would not be sold, but no matter, losses sometimes had to be sustained, and they had treasure left to make a new start, Gunther thought. Cassandra was dragged upstairs to be "made up" for his master, she would have one more task to fulfill for the estate it seemed.

The Ancient One rose that night after dark, he could hear the sounds of his impatient brides, in the upstairs "guest bedroom". He made his way to see what Gunther had procured for that nights needs. He entered to see the young woman lawyer of perhaps 25 lying on the large four post bed. She had long red hair, was about 5"8" tall, thin, with good looking fine features and shapely breasts.

Moira brushed away her long hair from her neck and pinned her head down to the silken pillows with her long talons. She lowered her head to the woman's exposed jugular and kissed and licked at her bare neck, teasing her, and then, suddenly, she thrust her long fangs into her victim's carotid artery with a wet "shluck!" sound. The woman at first cried out, and then started panting heavily.

She was adorned in a long sleeved royal purple spandex dress that clung to her narrow waist, glossy yellow nylons, and makeup. Her lips were bright red with lipstick and she had been given a coating of blush, with silver eye shadow and eye liner. She looked like a 1960s go-go dancer. The clothes she had worn at the time of her abduction were in a pile in the corner. His assistant had done well, and this mortal would suffice before Gunther returned with the young skater the next evening...

***

Daria and Moira were both wearing long white peasant dresses, Moira was raven haired, and Daria blonde. They had long bare legs and red finger and toe nails that glinted in the dull candlelight of the bedroom. Both had their hair worn loose, over their shoulders, and they wore matching amulets around their necks. They had dark blue eye shadow and luscious, full red lips, and pale white skin. All three communicated telepathically, and seldom spoke aloud to each other.

The Ancient One stood in the dark corner as he gave permission to his brood to quench their thirsts. Daria sat on the left of the bed and took her victims slender arm in hers, caressing her. The woman lay with her eyes wide in wonder, knowing not what was about to come.

Daria started to kiss and suck her fingers as Moira moved and sat at the other side of the bed, and ran her hands down her shapely thighs. Daria then took her wrist and bit into her young flesh, finding the artery that ran there. She held her arm firmly, and sucked from the open wound. "Ohhhhhhhhh!" Cassandra moaned, she had never felt anything so wonderful, she was on fire with lust, and he felt she was going to orgasm!

Blood Plant Order of the

The Blood Plant is as ancient as the darkest jungles of Africa from which it came. Its recorded origins have been lost through the 1000s of years it has been surviving, and breeding. Once worshipped by long ago tribes as a god, it now is found in only a few scattered corners of the modern world. Those that know its dark secrets are servants to their eternal craving of its vines, that, when consumed, give the nourishment of life without aging...

Those who "serve" the Blood Plant have been given many names over the centuries, "Vampire" - "Nesferatu" - "Witch" - "Necromancer" and like all legends bear some semblance of truth. No longer strictly human, they walk the earth immune to the disease of mortality, yet they are cursed with the never ending of cycle of stalking victims, the feast, and the returning hunger.

Prince Veruna was such a man. He was initiated into the Order during the first Crusade, and since has been one of the few to make his home in the New World of the Americas. Going now as simply "Mr. Jamison" he can barely recall those early years of his mortal life in Northern Italy, where he was a nobleman, the eldest son of a landed Knight.

He now makes his home in a quiet township in Pennsylvania, the sole occupant of an upscale stone manor house on a large country acreage. He appears as a man in his early 30s, well built, 6"1" tall with wavy medium length black hair and bright grey eyes, and very fair skin.

His speech is accented slightly, as his dealings with the outside world are rare. He learns much of the bustling of the new century from his cable TV, and studied the ways of modern man so as to blend in.

The custom of "Halloween" came as a pleasant surprise to him, as it enabled him to seek new victims at the time of year when his cravings were the strongest, at the mid point between the summer and winter solstice, towards the end of October on the Arabian 12 month calendar. He would need to feed the Blood Plant soon, and then feast of its life giving juices.

Early in the evening of the Saturday night that fell on Halloween that year, the Prince prepared for the hunt. He would drive the residential neighborhoods in search of a maiden who was in the process of her menstruation, and as yet untouched by a man. As a servant of the Blood Plant, Prince Veruna's senses were as keen as a trained bloodhound for that scent, and his eyesight and hearing were well above any mortal mans. He had been transformed long ago to hunt a certain prey...

Collette was 18, 5' 5" and 110 lbs. She was Caucasian, a red head, with large breasts, and a virgin, and she was just starting her monthly cycle. She was having a great time at the dance as there were all kinds of cute guys there. She went as a vampiress, dressed in a long sleeved low cut black leotard, red fishnets, black velvet boots with a 6" heel that went to her knees, black gloves, a red cape, a long black wig, deep red lipstick, pale foundation, garish blue eye shadow and dark eye liner.

Dressed in a costume of "Prince Charming" in a blue decorated tunic, dark red cape with silver lining, above the knee leather boots and white tights, with a black belt and calve skin gloves, and a very real 3 1/2' rapier and 12" dagger, he drove out into the night to find his newest bride. There was a costume party to be held at a community center, some hours drive away at 8:00PM and he felt that he would find what he needed there.

After arriving he noted it was a busy gathering, and many cars were parked around the simple wooden building, that was down the road from the town. It was heavily wooded, and a small creek ran past on one side, with the main parking lot on the far side, and a small bridge that connected a pathway from the parking lot to the grounds.

The place was made up as a haunted house, and was lavishly decorated. The sign indicated it was a teen dance. "Monster Mash" was playing loudly inside and many young people were coming in and out of the dance. His senses were attuned to the damp night air, and he waited nearby, hidden in the thick trees and watched the comings and goings of the mortal revelers.

She had very nice breasts that she augmented with tissue paper, to make her look much bustier. She had plastic fangs that she could wear, and a small leather pouch on her belt with her makeup and a few personal items. She looked good enough to eat. Her friends were sneaking in all kinds of booze, and she was drinking rye and coke. She didn't like it but she wanted to fit in. By 10:00 she was feeling the booze, as she was not a drinker.

She needed a feminine pad, and to her dismay she forgot to bring any with her, so she approached her friend Ashley, and asked if she had one. "I have some in the glove compartment of my mom's car," she said.

"Here, just take the keys and go grab one." Ashley said.

"Thanks, this is such a pain," Collette replied. She knew Ashley's car was in the parking lot and normally, she would not have gone alone, but she was very tipsy, and she didn't care. She wanted a dance with Brad, and she needed to get this out of the way first. She went out into the night and walked down the path and over the small bridge, making a "clip-clack-clip" sound as her high heeled boots clattered over the structure.

The Dark Prince smelled her pungent innocence before she came into view, he knew a maiden was approaching. She could not have been any more noisy, crunching over the gravel in her outlandish boots! He waited to see if she was alone, but if she was not, the sword he carried was not just for show. He had killed many escorts before with its razor sharp edge.

He lit up the marijuana cig that was heavily laced with a potent, expensive, Turkish hashish oil and gave her a toke. "Its not very strong" he lied, "take a deep hit." Collette inhaled as best she could and held the smoke down into her lungs. She was high after the first hit. She almost dropped the bong, and he took it from her and inhaled deeply.

Collette staggered, and was caught in his arms. She was floating, and couldn't remember where she was, she knew the handsome man had his arms around her waist and was holding her to him. She liked that just fine.

Collette opened up the front passenger door and fished through the glove compartment, and found her pad. She closed the door and turned to go when she was startled out of her mildly liquored state by a handsome man standing only 6 feet from her. He was obviously the father, or brother? of some girl or boy at the party, and she was taken by his costume. She could clearly see his bulging manhood in his crotch, and he was very handsome, she couldn't help but stare at him, even though she was very intimidated and shy around older men.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," the man said with a very becoming smile, "I came to get my camera, and wouldn't you know it, I forgot the thing at home." He laughed and shook his head.

"Oh, that's too bad!" Collette replied. "Are you picking somebody up?"

"Yes, I was going to get a few pictures of the dance, and drive my sister home, I was actually at another party at a friend's house," he replied. "How is the dance going?"

"Oh its cool, I... I just came out to get my lipstick case," Collette said, "I-I guess I should going back in."

The Prince knew they were alone. "Do you want a quick toke before we go?" he asked and produced a small bong.

"I don't normally do this stuff but hey, its Halloween," he said.

She couldn't say no to the hunk, and hoped he was single, she was thinking to herself. "Sure, just a few tokes for me." She said cautiously.

"Lets stand over here, I don't want the police to drive past us," he said, and motioned her to come over to the nearby trees. He was SO neat, Collette thought, unusually at ease with the man, and wondered if he noticed her legs yet. He had, but above all her scent was like a strong perfume, and he hungered for what her body could give.

Alien Food "Part 1"

 was coming home from the Dr.'s office with a referal to make appointments with of all people a urologist and a shrink. When I described my now worsening dreams to the Dr. ----- I don't know, maybe he thought I needed some other kind of help! The whole thing made me feel peculiar and strange.

Resting that afternoon my thought was maybe I should have asked why the combination of the two? But I didn't and it was starting to worry me! Doc Jack wasn't ever very forth coming with information, so that was no surprise. But I did suspect he knew more or perhaps at the very least there was something he wasn't telling me! My confusion was growing!! I always hated Drs. which amplified my reluctance to go.

Tuesday morning came and as much as I wanted to avoid it I felt compelled to do as asked. At the urologists office the nurse explained that as per Dr. Jackmons request I would not be seeing the urologist that day, but would see him the following week. Totally unexpected was her next request. "I need you to ejaculate into a pressurized container." With a twinkle in her eye I suspected she was enjoying my reaction. She said that it was a special device and that it might help me along! She went on and said that for my privacy I should connect the box to the larger machine in the examining room. Wining-- I said "what the hell for Jackmon didn't say anything about this?" The nurse reassured me and said that it was a special request by the Dr. All would be explained my next visit.

Puzzled and a little confused I did as she requested. All the while I had this dark foreboding feeling that I was doing something I shouldn't. But, I went along with it. As instructed I pulled my pants down layed on the padded table and inserted the head into the box on the machine which was overhead. She said I wouldn't need an erection which for some reason I couldn't get one if I wanted to! When I did a motor came on and sucked the whole thing inside. I could feel it swell and it pulled to the point that it hurt I could feel the urethra open as it immediatly caused me to orgasm. It pulled the semon from me. It felt good but the I noticed the box was begginging to over fill. A red light came on as the suction released my penis which dripped all the way home. I should have known the strangeness of the morning would continue to the afternoon.

At 3PM. I was to go to the other appointment set by the good Dr. with the shrink. I was unaware he was also a hypnotist! When I arrived I was surprised to notice that the office was a large open space. One would expect a smaller more decorated waiting room for a head Dr. The other odd thing was that there were small banquet room tables and chairs. For more than just a few people. One particularly noticeable thing was that it was full of fairly young I think gay men. At any other time it might have hit me as being an odd stroke of luck, but my concern with the dreams that plagued me took center stage.

They all seemed to be filling out questionnaires. When I was handed what seemed to be a small book to fill out I almost walked out, but something peaked my interest when I happened to notice that the first question had to do with "wet dreams". Well, my curiosity got the better of me so I sat down. The fellow who sat next to me struck me as being vaguely familiar. The other obvious thing later occurred to me was that most of us were between 20 and 30 with lean builds not really too different from each other.

Oddly I also noticed that once in a while one or two, while engrossed in what they were doing would rub themselves in the crotch as though they were sore. Almost at the same moment I realized I was rubbing myself in the same way!

After I decided to sit down this nicely dressed man in a lab coat walked out and said to me "you must be Glen," and abruptly fired off "please come with me!" I stammered, but I hav----n't--" the man said that's alright come with me!"

When I entered the office at the end of a dark corridor I found it was very dimly lit but had a very relaxing effect. I then was asked by this mousey individual who looked me over from head to toe to please cooperate with him and that if I wanted answers I would need to dispense with any questions and to trust him implicitly. That was strange I thought! He continued and said that the procedure would be a little unorthodox, but the answers had to be without influence! He did ask "are you gay?" Not knowing from where his question originated I just gave him a look which probably gave him his answer anyway! He then said "So-----in the interest of time can we proceed right into hypnosis?

"Your Dr. Said that your mind might give us some resistance, and suggested we use a serum which will allow you to think as though you are awake" He smiled and asked Ok? I nodded and stuck out my arm as was motioned by the Dr. He also asked if I would, for the purpose which remained un disclosed, be willing to remove all my clothing? This was getting more wierd by the minute! After reassuring me that I would be completely safe and comfortable. He said, "The nurse will remain in the room for note taking and observation! Feeling even more strange I complied. When I removed my jeans they both noticed that I was wearing a rather packed jock. Pulling it down slowly I noticed the raised eyebrows as the Dr. Asked "did you wear a jock all the time?" I said uneasily, "every uhm thing felt very heavy and pulled when I don't wear it."
He continued,"We were told that we needed to observe your genitalia for anything unusual." "I hope you won't mind you will be totally safe."

Not being an exhibitionist I sheepishly continued to peel down my jock and layed on the couch. For the first time I realized how large and full my testicles were. They lay relaxed in my lap as though they were not part of my body. Not being fully aware of the gasp from nurse the Dr. Asked if my genitals have always been so red in color and swollen and did I have silicone injections? The Dr. Nervously said to the nurse "this one's different." After the comment about my length and the size of my balls along with several more questions I came to my standard reply "I don't know." Finally saying "doesn't this have to do with why I'm here?" The Dr. Simply said yes and nothing more!

The drug took hold almost immediately. He said to the nurse to turn up the heat a little. Then soothingly he quietly said to relax. He then said, "think of being at home on an evening of the third week of the month safe and in your own bed."

After what felt to be an hour which in reality was only minutes, the Dr. Shown a soft blue light in my face and asked me to recount my experience from that point.

Without warning I appeared startled and said "I'm paralyzed" struggling uneasily "I can't move." Soothingly he said "you're quite safe" and softly asked, "what is happening?" I said I didn't know, "this has happened before!" I blurted, "I know it has!." Again he said, "just relax you are quite safe here, but the experience is becoming very clear to you now isn't it?" Now more relaxed I agreed! Tell me what is happening? I'm in this thick haze with a blue kind of light. But,(struggling) "I can't move." The sweat was starting to glisten all over my body. My penis seemed to be aroused and moved from one side of my lap to the other then stopped. The nurse noted how heavy the testicals appeared.

The sound I heard faded in the distance as I was calmed from within.

From the first I felt warmth and love. I could see and sense a beautiful male face smiling down on me. Firmly grasp my penis was being entered. It didn't hurt! What ever it was traveled down the inside and squirmed as though it could have been alive. It was warm and fleshy. It felt oddly good even though I was forced held and invaded. I could feel it press even deeper into me as something very large slowly eased itself downward toward my inflamed penis. I could hear and feel a sensation from what must have been its tongue inside vibrating or resonating. My body seemed stimulated in tune which excited every nerve end from deep inside even more! Pulling even more on my penis my legs were gently, but firmly opened. My rear end was also invaded by something. It didn't hurt and gave off great warmth. What ever it was knew exactly how to arouse. The connection between the face I saw and what was happening didn't come until later. The bee sting at each of my testicles still hurt and felt like led.

He continued, "Tell me now what are you experiencing?" "I'm floating in what feels like empty space." "Oh!" I said again startled. What's going on now he asked? "Something wet and warm and bright is passing over my body!" Now a little frightened "in the pit of my stomach I can sense intense hunger and it is being directed at me." I would have been afraid, but more calm I hesitated, "I know what they want!"

I immediately felt the prickle of every nerve in my penis and nuts double even to the point of more soreness. I could still feel almost near starvation coming from someone or some place else, it was all around me!!

Out of no where a pleasant detached voice, a soothing voice asked me with an over powering calmness to relax and be calm, that no harm will come to me! Floating there I could feel something moving toward me. Some sort of see through partition being lowered over me. It appeared heavy and fit very tightly around the small of my waist. I can see little else. My still limp inflamed penis and balls felt as though they were slowly being drawn by something pulling at them, stretching them out displayed like on a platter of some kind. I couldn't feel hands. The blue lit washed over me it felt warm and tingly like some sort of energy field. It gave me over to an extremely over whelming sense of significance of this. Now squirming from the pain I felt this sting to each of my ballsmaking them ach and even heavier. With great sensation I also can feel almost worship as they lovingly caressed them.

Moments later I could feel my soft penis pulled even more by nothing I could describe. Something covered my aching balls firmly gripping them causing me to flinch from the sensitivity. The kind voice in my head seemed to repeat something I'd heard before. It explained my body was treasured and valuable to their species. My heart rate doubled when out of no where I heard a loud pleading scream. It came from somewhere down in another part of where I was. The voice reassuringly said that it was HIS time! I need not be concerned for many years. Relax, relax,relax over and over the voice said.