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Thread: Demonic Nightmare (Latapayne)

Annabelle McGrath winces and makes a groan of pain as she begins to stir, feeling a little light headed as she finally awakes from her slumber. She feels a slight throb in her head as she opens her eyes to see she isnt in her dorm room. Where? Where am I? She asks herself as she begins moving a little more, using her hands to push her upper body from the grated floor. Her eyes widens as she stares down, only seeing darkness below her as she slowly gets to her feet. Her body trembles as she stands, leaning against the wall to her right while she standing in the dimly lit corridor. Her eyes widen to see the red smears along the walls, quickly moving away from the wall she was leaning on as she starts frantically starts looking around her. She can feel her heart racing while she stands there, looking back and forth only to see complete darkness. She doesnt recognize the place, not looking like anything near the campus. Is Is anyone there?! She yells out, barely able to hear an echo, but also hearing hear the strange sounds the inabit the area. Seeing no other choice, she starts walking forward hoping to get out of the place. While she walks, she tries to figure out how she got there. She winces as her head throbs again, having a hard time remembering. The last thing she does remember clearly was making her way back to the dorm building, but after that, it all goes black.
Thread: Demonic Nightmare (Latapayne)

As she walked down the hall, her footsteps echoed, the place almost falling silent with her movement. It seemed like this hallways would go on forever. Just how big was this place? As she walked along, she would notice something red along the right wall ahead of her. Not blood smeers, but eyes. Red eyes, seemingly painted onto the wall, staring straight ahead to the opposite wall. They were about the same height as her upper body. Blood could be seen on the grating on this area, but what could these eyes possibly do? They weren't really, right?
Thread: Demonic Nightmare (Latapayne)

She can hear the metallic clicks from each footstep she makes along the grated floor, causing her to flinch every now and then as she listens to the echoes. She begins breathing deeply as she continues on looking very much like the hallway is endless since there arent really any markings telling her that she is getting anywhere. She tries so hard to stay calm, hoping to find something that would lead her out of the place. After a little while of walking, she stops to see something painted along the walls. She can see that the eyes are looking to the opposite wall, but she doesnt understand what she is seeing. The scent of blood fills the young womans nose, only making her even more nervous while she stands there. Staring down, she can see patches of blood along the grating, but thats about it. It feels like her heart beating a mile a second as she stands there, never before feeling so afraid, but she starts moving forward again. She has thought about turning around and going the other way, but she doesnt know if thats the actual way out either. She can only hope shed find an exit at the end of the hall, or at least a dead end since it would tell her that she needs to turn around and try the other direction. While she walks forward, she tries hard not to glance at the eyes since it feels like they are staring at her. She can only assume they mean that someone is watching her, but looking around she isnt able to see any cameras. She tries hard not to think about it and continues walking, trying to stay focus and find her way out of there.
Thread: Demonic Nightmare (Latapayne)

As she walked through their gaze, something silently descended from the darkness above. A long, thick, fleshy looking tendril, creeping behind her from above, not making a single sound. That was, until it lash out, wrapping itself around her throat, hoisting her up into the air. The tendril had enough strength to hold her up, but it wasn't tight enough to choke her. No, choking her wasn't what it had in mind. As she was hung up in the air, a second tendril slithered up from the grating. At the tip of this fleshy length was a sharp, bone-like barb. Almost like a snake, it positioned itself beneath her, barb pointing between her legs. Then it struck, the tentacle shot up, just as the first released Annabelle, her weight falling onto the vicious spike, tearing through her panties, into her womanhood, piercing right into her womb and almost into the flesh beyond.
Thread: Demonic Nightmare (Latapayne)

She continues walking down the dim corridor, unaware of the danger that looms above her. Every once in a while she would lean against the wall, still feeling dizzy. The stressful situation she is in doesnt really help the matter much, finding it hard to keep focused while thoughts of how and why she got there continue to linger through her mind. She even begins to feel somewhat frustrated, since there doesnt seem to be any marks that would tell her if she is going the right way or not. Before she could take another step, she suddenly feels something fleshy wrapping around her slender neck. She cant help but scream out at the top of her lungs as she grabs the tentacle tightly with her hands, feeling it lifting her off the floor while she struggles. She doesnt feel it squeezing as it lifts her a foot or two off the floor, but her head is forced to tilt back as the lip presses under her chin, not giving her much of a choice other than to stare up. She cant even see what the creature is since the tentacle appears to be coming from the darkness above. Her eyes widen as she soon hears something moving against the metallic surface of the grate below her. She makes an attempt to look down, but in her current situation, that is unlikely. A horrified expression soon forms upon her face as she is practically dropped, feeling something spear between her legs, through her panties, through the hymen, and into the womb, almost impaling her. She shrieks out louder than before as her body arches and trembles from the pain. Its not enough that it tore through her virginity. It also tore through the tiny hole that is her cervix, tearing through the flesh that is supposed to keep her womb sealed. Her grip tightens on the tentacle around her neck, attempting to pull herself up, but only to feel herself lowering back down. With the tentacle so deep inside her, she cant even really move besides up and down, leaving her trapped as she feels the sharp top scrapping against the inside of her womb. It isnt long before fresh blood is seen oozing down the spike. Because it also tore through into her womb, there is even more blood. If it had only taken her virginity, there very likely wouldnt be as much as the crimson liquid travels down the length of the intruder, sliding down into the darkness below. It isnt long before the scent of her own fresh blood fills her nose, making the poor female even more terrified than before.
Thread: Demonic Nightmare (Latapayne)

The tentacle buried within her shifted lightly, letting her feel the barb buried into her flesh, causing it to tear slightly. The tentacle around her neck released her, letting her weight sag on the deadly tendril before wrapping around her waist. It wasn't finished yet. Gripping her midsection tightly, it pulled her down. The barb tore through her flesh, into her body cavity, piercing her throat, travelling up before finally exiting through her mouth, silencing her screams of pain. She was impaled up like a pig, unable to do anything but sit there and eventually bleed out. If there was any mercy at all, it would be that she would awaken in the hallway where she began, with no memory of her gruesome fate.
Thread: Demonic Nightmare (Latapayne)

Ow! She yelps out when feeling the barb scrap inside her womb, reminding her that its still there while blood continues to ooze freely from her young pussy. N No! She yells out when suddenly feeling the tentacle around her neck release her, allowing gravity to pull her down upon the spike. She frantically tries grabbing for it as she feels the spike pushing up into her body, causing her further pain as the flesh stretches and begins to tear. She thought she was saved when feeling it wrapping around her waist, but then feels it proceeding to pull her down. Please, God! Make it stop! It hurts! Ahhhhhh!! She screams out and rolls her eyes, feeling a pain she has never felt before as the flesh is torn right through. She shrieks and continues her struggling as more blood flows right out of her pussy, looking more like a steady stream now as the spike pushes through the meat and organs. She can feel it sliding rising up as it moves through the stomach, heart, and soon up her throat as her slender neck bulges from the thickness. Gurgles can be heard as she chokes on her own blood, masking her voice as she is brought all the way down to her knees. Her body can be seen twitching, blood flowing from her pussy and mouth as she is given a slow and painful death. It isnt long before her body goes cold, pissing herself as waste also secretes from her anus, further creating such a horrid scene as she dies. After time has passed, she awakes once more at the same location she started. She has no memory of what just happened. Like before, she slowly gets to her feet and looks around and trying to understand where she. She yells out for help as she starts walking towards the other direction, unaware of the danger that awaits her.
Thread: Demonic Nightmare (Latapayne)

The hall seemed to stretch into the darkness in the other direction, going on for an unknown period of time before finally hitting a dead end. Now she had a choice. Ahead of her were three doorways. One in front and one on either side. The door on the left had some sort of white substance smeared on it. The word Fornicatio was engraved in the door. The door before her had dried blood caked on it. The word Ira was engraved on it. The final door, to the right, had some green gunky fluid caking it, the word Gula written on it.
Thread: Demonic Nightmare (Latapayne)

Like before, the hallway feels very endless with no markings that would tell her that she has reached anywhere significant, but this time, she has finally reached a dead end. She was hoping to find a door with a sign that says exit, but she has found three doors with words in a language she isnt familiar with. She stares at the suspicious looking words nervously, not sure what to pick since she doesnt know what they say. All three gives her an eerie feeling, but she figures she might as well guess. Since she has been leaning more to the left wall, she decides to go with the left door. If chose wrong, she figures she could just leave and try another door. Now with a destination in mind, she walks up and brings her hand to the door knob, turning it gently and slowly opening it. Since she isnt sure what to expect, she continues moving at a slow pace, stepping into the room.
Thread: Soul Transfer (DamningXCommie)

The pits of hell seemed less appetizing then when she was first brought up to her place in power, the days or cycles got even more boring as she saw the same weak fools that were tormented for their crimes back in the mortal realm. Her mind often drifted to what the mortal realm would be like and even just living up there for a century or two... However when the thoughts finally subsided she felt stupid knowing that the king would let a high ranking demon like her just leave like that. She might be a high ranking demon that was in charge of a group of temptations that the victims had fallen for she was still in charge of it all... When she looked through some of the nightmares that the beings were put through she whipped some of them as they screamed out in pain as it was adding with whatever the nightmare was doing to them. When she finished her patrolling her small assistant stopped by her, the small little goblin like creature gave her small documents about what was going on in her realm. When she read over them she nodded to the little creature flew away again her thoughts flew to escaping, to the surface of the mortal realm to either cause some chaos or even just live there for a while forsake her duties here down in hell. Yeah I think I am going to do that, I think I am going to get the hell out of this place, I still have the portal spell to escape this realm... She thought as she dropped the whip into a pit of lava knowing if some being got a hold of it they could escape their torment and wreak havoc in hell as it was an artifact of tremendous power. Though if she brought it to the mortal realm they would be able to track her a lot easier if she carried it on her, thinking this was the best coarse of action she suddenly began to chant slowly a portal opened up to the mortal realm. She took foot steps toward the portal looking back, though she had no regrets knowing that she would be hunted from hell but it was worth it. When she finally went through it she seemed to have stumbled upon some kind of basement that was apart of some kind of house, she thought since mortals often lived in dwellings like this due to being out of touch with the mortal realm for centuries. When she finally closed the portal she foot steps above her as she moved into the shadows waiting for them to appear in front of her. Her hand glowing with temptation in general as she was a high ranking demon she could influence them do almost anything she wanted whither it be lust, greed for something she wanted or anything.
Thread: Soul Transfer (DamningXCommie)

Death metal poured from a large set of head phones as a young man sat in a large, black leather chair. In one hand was a glass of whiskey on ice and in the other was a book of esoteric occult myths. It was the oldest book that Erik got his hands on, and he had just gotten it a week ago. He had read it referenced in a few other occult publications, but had never found a copy of the book. And now that it was finally in his hands, he didn't regret spending over a hundred dollars on it. There were such interesting little tidbits that he had never hear of before. And a very in depth look at an artifact said to allow a demon to assume the body of a mortal human that had also been written about elsewhere, but never covered in much detail. Erik chuckled softly as he read on. He didn't really believe in any of this occultist stuff, but it was fascinating. And definitely more interesting to read than most other things these days. Especially those insipid books about sparkly vampires. Erik's green eyes sparkled in the meager light as they flicked over the words in the old book he held. His full, light red lips curled into a soft smile as he continued to read the rituals and spells that people thought would bring them demons and all their desires. He didn't look down at them for it, but it was fairly amusing to him. Really, to any objective, rational mind, performing these rituals and chanting these words would just be the silliest thing. At least it made for an interesting read. He wondered how many people would think he was some sort of devil worshiper if they saw his home. Not only did he collect occult books, he collected occult 'artifacts', ritual tools, and other occultist paraphernalia. As he drained the last of his drink, the young man stood up and stretched, his six foot tall frame seeming even taller than normal. His shoulder length dark brown hair spilled around his face, accentuating the color of his eyes. He pulled the bottle of booze from the freezer and poured himself another glass, then as he was walking back to his chair, he heard some very odd noises coming from the basement
Thread: Soul Transfer (DamningXCommie)

Charyl moved through the basement noticing a lot of items that belonged to the ones that worshiped hell, that meant this human whoever they were had the ability to get her the item she desired. It'd take sometime for the devil to find out that she had escaped hell but she needed to work on finding the item so she could break his grasp on her once and for all. Though even if she wasn't even able to acquire the artifact or item she wanted to have some fun with some mortals cause some mayhem or even a huge orgy as most in hell were nightmares she wanted a 'happy' ending to them. Slowly she moved more through the basement her eyes darting everywhere like she was under watch from another demon that might be lurking nearby as she made it to the stair well. Slowly she took steps up to the door way though she made sure that the stairs didn't make much creaking she didn't want a whole family to come down here, as much as fun as it was tormenting mortals she didn't want to paint the walls with their blood at the moment, she wanted a change of scenery which meant that she'd play a little nicer for now. Charyl closed up on the doorway entering the kitchen as she moved she could hear faint sounds, they reminded her of the torment of hell though it was odd that mortals would like such music. When she finally came upon what looked like libraries in the mortal realm there she saw a man enjoying some liquid she didn't know what was. He was reading the book that held information on different relics of hell or whatever it seemed like it as she recognized the book. She felt her restraint disappear as she quickly grabbed the man before he could react, yanking the headphones from his head she held him against a bookcase. Her eyes were glowing with fire though that was just a trait of her demonic powers showing. Mortal...Hm, I didn't think you'd listen to what I have to torment other mortals by...you mortals are strange...you almost want to come to hell... She said holding the tall man effortlessly off the ground as she stared into his eyes. Charyl threw some lust though just a bit into her gaze so this man wouldn't cause a stir if she released him, How do you like my lord's books? Do they fascinate you human? she asked as she licked her lips seductively to make sure that the magics were slowly reaching their target, body language was a conduit to her lust magic that she had though she was using very little at this point and her body language was just making sure what she was using was affecting him.
Thread: Soul Transfer (DamningXCommie)

As Erik saw the demon emerge from his basement his eyes went wide. At first he thought it was just his friends playing a joke on him again. What the fuck are you do- he started, then he was suddenly lifted off of his feet. The strength she exhibited wasn't that of any human. He felt like a ragdoll in merely one of her hands. M-my music... what are you talking about... why do you even care what mortals like? One would think he would be more frightened, having everything he always thought was superstitious humdrum was real. But he didn't feel all that threatened by her. In fact, the sexual appearance of the demon did just the opposite. He was slightly aroused by her appearance and the sound of her voice. It wasn't hard to tell that she was truly something not of this world. Yeah. I like this kind of music. If they have death metal in hell, it doesn't sound like all that bad of a place. Erik Chuckled softly, surprised at his own bravado in the face of what could be certain death for him. She pointed out the book and he nodded. Yes. It does fascinate me. I never thought any of it was real though. At least not until this very moment. At least, if I don't happen to wake up and figure out this is some kind of drunk dream. But your hand digging into my skin feels a little to real to be a dream. Mind putting me down? I won't try to do anything to you. Not like I could kill you if I tried though, right? I'll be calm. The way she licked her lips was more seductive to him than it had ever been by a human woman. If he had known demons could be this sexy, maybe he would have tried one of the demon summoning rituals in the books he had found. So why are you here? Specifically why are you in my home? Is there something important about that book?
Thread: Soul Transfer (DamningXCommie)

Charyl slowly lowered the human to the ground watching him letting the mortal have one chance and if he blew it she'd toss him into hell with her. I have done something I shouldn't have, I left my post in hell I wanted to come up here to play some...though depending on the 'play' I haven't decided yet. If it is as some of the tormented souls say I'd love to live up here sometime, though if it isn't I'll just curve a bloody suave through it on my way back. Now...you have all these books, you must have read something up on a little item that allows demons to live up here forever right? That they are broken from the tie that binds them to hell? She asked as she looked at the many books around them her eyes then returning to him. While she gave him time to respond she slowly lifted her hand as an dark aura was cycling around it, Also human, don't think you can out run me or trick me or whatever I didn't come unprepared. I was a demon that controlled all of the mind's wants, lusts, and cravings Temptation. She commented as she even did a little more suddenly he craved money or even something new though that was just a little taste like the sexual arousal he felt as well. color pink I have complete control over all of these things, and I can make your life...very very miserable...you don't even have to be dead either. color She cooed evilly as she stood there waiting for him to respond to how she was acting.
Thread: Surviving on Planet Crusoe (Biles & FutaFanatic)

Planet X43 is designated as a jungle world located in the fringe part of the galaxy. It was home to an ancient civilization long gone from an unknown catastrophe and its ruin has been taken over by natural growth. While it is classified as a Class-M planet and suitable for humans, the world is teeming with dangerous lifeforms and unknown dangers. For unknown reasons, many call the planet Crusoe. On the surface resides the most dense and darkest jungle and now is the location of a fresh crash site where a single small starship has ran aground beyond repair. There, the ship's compliment only survivor surveys the wreck to see what is salvageable, but due to the extent of the crash, all chance of any rescues has gone up in smoke. Aside from small food provision, there's a holo-picture of the heroic adventuress, the renown explorer Claudia Majors decked out in what appears to look like a traditional safari attire with a mini-skirt, black boots, and beige knee highs. Such is the typical uniform of a Magellanite. Magellanites are members of the Magellan Guild, an organization not aligned to any stellar nation dedicated to deep exploration of uncharted regions of space. Now this particular Magellanite would now have to terms that there will be no escape from this wild planet. With nothing much else to carry other than her uniform suited for this environment, she would have to survive on her own. Little does she know that she is not alone.