Thread: Princess Park

Date of Incident June 7, Location of Occurrence Princes Park, O, Florida Officer Charge Attempted Murder 6 counts, possible 7, or suicide. Complete charges held pending investigation by officer Samual The matron turned to David, her skin changed to a colorless gray. The eyes fading to white while her tongue and gums switched to black, it was like looking at a negative of her body. She wandered over as he had first seen her, the body twitching and moving as if she was a movie with frames missing. Jerking forward David felt the terror rise in his throat, wondering if he would be able to build up enough cum to bring her back. As she came close, the face tilting from right to left as she moved up to him, the mouth opening in a slight hiss. Boo, she whispered as her body pressed against him, the color back. Her eyes looked up at him with a smile on her red lips. I was just fucking with ya', she said with a chuckle as her hand punched him lightly in the shoulder. If I don't show up like that to the Princess with her tea I'd just piss her off. Right now she is more powerful than any of us, and I don't really want to go through any of her punishments. You scared the fucking shit out of me, a longer list of obscenities ran through his brain as he looked at her. Angrily he stepped aside and walking around her stepped out to the park, a shrill scream echoed across the empty expanse. As if time stood still he only now noticed how decrepit it all looked, the rides on a glance were there, but as he stared he could see the decay on them. A decay that ate everything out from within, to be replaced with, something else. Sorry, but you or me, and it sure as shit is not going to be me, the Matron was back in her colorless form. He shuddered for a moment then taking a breath turned away from her. Oh, don't be mad, she whispered to him as she pressed into him from behind. Her hand snaking back into his pants, the chill hand wrapping itself around his cock and bringing him hard in seconds. As if her experienced touch could force him to become erect. Pulling her hand out and taking a step away found himself looking back to the edge of the park, the entrance just before him. The trees and shrubs along the edge of the part were a misty gray, the shadows of the trees almost alive with something that hungered. He felt a need to leave, afraid of what he might find here. Some unconscious sense told him that trying to get out would not be as easy as getting in. Look I have to go, the Matron was slowly rising in the air, her legs pirouetting like a ballerina. I'll come back after I deal with her highness, maybe we can help each other out, the voice was hollow and empty but held a bit of promise. David know what kind of help she needed. You don't even know what I want here, he told her feeling a need to hush in the park. There was no noise anywhere and that had begun to unnerve him. Shrugging the Matron rose slowly in the air, the dress falling limp at her side, as he looked up realized he could see up her dress and she wore no underwear. Doesn't really matter, only two reasons people come here. To die or to try and figure out what the fuck happened. So far its been a lot of the former, and none of the latter. As she began to float towards the center of the park she turned, oh, watch out for the other Princesses. None of them are going to be as nice as me, they will eat your soul not just your cum. Floating away the Matron was soon lost amid the empty, silent rides of the park. As she left he turned to his right, no other direction really seemed better than any other, and he walked quiet as he could. The edges of the walkways once held flower gardens, now they were covered with a thick wiry moss. The bushes and shaped hedges were all leafless, nothing more now that curling and woven branches. The shapes held the shadows of the park, as if something was trapped inside them, peering at one saw only darkness within the center of the curved and twisted branches. Light poles that once illuminated held cracked globes of glass, the glass smoked as if from some great fire. The silence sunk into everything, like a miasma it seemed to absorb warmth and sound. The entire area was deserted and bereft of the joy it might once have contained, a great sadness that fell like the dust that covered it all with its colorless presence. Some of it clung to David, he could see his shoes and pant legs were covered with the dust. His toes growing cold in the heat that still hung in the air like a suffocating blanket that seemed to grow as he neared a small alcove of twisted trees, with two bridges that led away from him, the signs were splintered and the remains on the ground by their posts. Stepping across one that seemed to have a generic Asian feel, David looked over the dark river of goo that he had walked through before, the river snaking through the park and on the edge of what looked to be some odd amalgamation of Japanese and Chinese architecture that opened up on a market street with silent, dark games and small food stalls. As he began to pass by the games he began to hear a small sound, like vocalizations of drops of water. The sound was low and came from all around him, a hundred tiny voices that began in a whisper and slowly growing strong. Turning around as he stopped David saw that each game was filled with small dolls that took on the shapes of cute fuzzy animals like unicorns, bears and the soft, flat outlines of Princesses. The dolls from the furthest game were standing and moving on stiff, fat legs. Walking drunkenly on the street towards him, the dolls moved like one thing, slowly encircling him as they began to move faster and faster from the shelves. Dolls fell soundlessly from top shelves to disappear behind counters, only to appear on the top, climbing up with featureless arms to the counters and falling to the street to stand and shamble towards David.