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Alien Symbiote: Part 4, Killing Lena

Monday It was Monday, a week after I had infested myself with the alien symbiote. I was sitting in my usual chair when I felt a sudden urge that I needed to destroy someone. I was feeling a growing warmth in my body, a growing compulsive need to do something. The two women were home, Robin and Lena. Robin was off in a bedroom so I felt my attention shift to Lena, my eyes seeming to zoom in on her. It had been a week since my cock had pushed something into her womb and my flush of need to act reminded me of that moment. I shifted forward on the chair spreading my legs and ordered Lena to come kneel between my knees. She looked around for a moment, a small glance of fear …

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Simpsons vs Family guy In Skimmers House_(0)

[b]It began on a fine Sunday Afternoon. Marge sat at home with Bart and Lisa sat next to her. Maggie was laying on the floor. It was a fine day. The door swang open and Marge, expecting Homer shouted “Hi Honey.” It was Skinner. She looked at him funninly- “Oh twathead!” said Bart. Skinner looked at him funnily and said I have a propasal for you, wich your dearest husband has already said yes too. Lisa, feeling ill from too much curry, said ” and what would that be?” If you come with all your sexual dreams will come to. Lisa and Bart ran from the room, quickly into Skinners car. Marge worried on the matter followed. The car parked up outside a mansion. It was huge and they stepped inside a masive door. Sat …

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Circus of Darkness 3:Final Chapter

Damien told Carmen to stay put while he went to investigate. Despite a short lived argument he ran off and Carmen was left alone in a room full of mirrors. It crept the hell out of her, everytime she turned she was expecting to see something else instead of her reflection. Silence filled the room with a bit of wind coming every few minutes or so. Then the length of time he was gone got longer. It had been a full fifteen minutes. She started to get scared. “Damien!” the Native American born women had black soot like hair and darkened skin, called. Wearing spandex pants and a white tank top with ankle high, high heeled booties she closed her legs together beginning to get cold. Every house has an aura. Every building has a …

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The Medieval Marine Part Five

CHAPTER XX The next week was an extremely busy one for Marion’s crew. It had been touch and go for Robin, but he was now starting to mend slowly. They also had their first encounter with Cecilia’s men since they had gone into hiding. Pollyanna and Stella had been coming back from a scouting trip when they almost literally stumbled on a group of Cecilia’s men raping five women that they had taken from a local village. Since they had the element of surprise and there were only five bastards, Stella quickly made the choice to strike. While Pollyanna stayed hidden in the brush, Stella worked her way around the group. Once she was on the other side, which had only taken her five minutes, she signaled Pollyanna and she signaled back. With that the …

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Tales from a Small Republic – Tayna’s Story

After the recession hit the small Republic and many of the mines which had previously employed both men and women below ground were forced to close, there was a coup d’etat by the Generals and a much harsher regime imposed in an attempt to return some stability to the economy. One of the problems the Generals promised to deal with was the number of girls and women who turned to prostitution simply to try to get enough money to feed themselves after losing their jobs.  The middle classes were affronted by the sight of these filthy half starved young women showing as much flesh from beneath their rags as the cold night air allowed in often futile attempts to get custom from the few men who could afford them, which might include the very soldiers …

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Damien Skylar chapter 6

*Author’s note- This is mine, do not steal. This is chapter 6 of the series, if you haven’t read the others I suggest you go do so. This contains flashes of non consent and murder, I do not condone, nor should you go out and do it. The symbols later on are satanic, the A with the circle around it represents animal/human sacrifices it, it can also stand for anarchy, the second symbol, the triangle, is used to confine demonic forces during rituals. This story will be posted on the account xxxArtemisDawnxxx on literotica.com and on ArtemisDawnXXX on XNXX.com. * ‘…’ thoughts *…’s POV* Point of veiw change <…> memories Chapter 6 *Part 15* *Shelly’s POV* Flashes pass through her mind as quick as lightning through her apologies she’s speaking out loud. I feel weighed …

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Dark Times At Creech Castle

There is no sign of Creech Castle now but it did exist and it was the scene of great pain especially in the case of two innocent young women. The first story took place in the year 1154AD. His Grace, the Bishop sweeps into the chamber of the Lord Lieutenant of the county. “My Lord, you need to move against the Widow Wycombe. She is mixing with low born women and speaking to them of property rights and saying that they must have the right to refuse their husbands in their natural desires”. The Lord Lieutenant sits behind his oak desk. “Your Grace, she is the widow of Sir John Wycombe and the richest woman in the county. I cannot move against such a woman without grounds most firm”. The bishop was not to be …

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A Captain Decision 3

I jerked awake with possibly the biggest headache I’d ever had. Looking around the room, I shook my head. What in the hell was going on? “Damn,” I said, “that was a strange dream, though I have to admit that holo-gram of Rommie was sexy as hell.” A large shimmering beside my bed turned into Rommie. With a giggle she said, “Why thank you Captain John Thomas.” I almost fell out of bed when the image, I only thought I had dreamed, appeared next to me. “Shit!” I said, then immediately apologized. “I thought that you and everything that happened was just a dream.” “No sir, it was most definitely real. I have analyzed everything that has occurred since all five Captains appeared. The removal of them has eased the amount of critical energy build-up. …

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Vampire Omicron: Chapter 1 – Home Invasion (Updated)

Just reposting my old stories since the site seems to hide them. —————————- See the Iink in my profiIe to find all my stories and more chapters to this story. DISCLAIMERS In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don’t agree with his choices, and you’re not supposed to either. We’re all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky feelings. That’s the POINT. This is HORROR. This is more PORN than PLOT. All characters are 18+.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental. FETISHES / WARNINGS -Death / Blood / Murder (I mean it’s …

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creepypasta fun

now this is my first attempt at writing anything at all really so suggestions would be useful I hope you enjoy I woke up like it was any other morning I pulled the sheets away from my body but when the sun hit my arms I noticed the blood and cuts everywhere I knew I had cut my arm last night but nowhere near that bad “oh well I guess that’s what happens when you sleep with all these knifes” I say to myself as I pick up one of the knifes that is poking me in the leg and throw it at the stupid Justin Bieber poster that I’m to lazy to rip of the wall I get up and put on my favourite black jumper and black sweat pants that I always wear …

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Witch’s Revenge and The Man

So, was it a coincidence that I chose this village as my retirement home? Well, I really cannot say but, once here, I needed something to occupy my mind and years of enquiring into various mysteries had conditioned me to keep probing into that which is hidden. I soon discovered that the village had a wealth of very dark legends and looking into these became a sort of hobby. In these pages, I shall set our just two of the stories which came my way. The first of these came about after I had been enjoying a quiet pint in The Last Tot, the older of the two village hostelries. An old codger at the bar was regaling me with village yarns and he mentioned that this establishment had formerly been called “The Witch’s Revenge” …

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In the Night_(0)

In to the night My name Cacaan. I’m 22 years old. I live in a very small town where I’m very will known. I’m 5″7, 146 pounds, jet black hair,a set of full lips, 48C tits, a firm fat ass, deep hazel eyes with a killer body but you would never get the chance to see it because of the clothes I wear.  I’m in to that gothic shit, I wear black sweaters, black t-shirts and black skinny jeans 24/7. That just me. It the way I deal with my past.  When I was 8 years old, I witness my parents murder. Everybody said it was a blessing I was alive but I didn’t feel that way. Everyday I wish I died with my family that day. An because of this I’m a loner, I …

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David’s House

DISCLAIMER: This story was inspired by a story I read called “Burning Sage” from CreepyPasta. It, however, in NO way reflects my own personal preferences, views, or fantasies. Take note that the actions depicted in this story are extremely violent and cruel and could be considered sickening. I would never personally condone such actions in real life, and I would never allow myself to disrespect women, let alone to the following degree. You have been warned. Do not vote this story down because something here sickens you. If you don’t like it, for the grotesque nature, then stop reading it. Otherwise, I’d love feedback on if it’s a good story or not. If it is a bad story, I’ll accept criticism and low ratings, but not for the shock factor that I am warning you …

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Bk 2, Ch 6: After Party

The problem, I reflected, was always bodies. Sub-Commander Bernette had quickly explained the situation to her warriors. Subdued but nonetheless motivated by the desire to help their fallen comrades, the surviving Arkadians quickly surrendered their weapons and formed teams to assist the wounded. None moved to escape. But motivation was not enough. So few survivors were forced to sort, move, and care for so many wounded. About three hundred fifty Arkadians surrendered, including two dozen oarsmen that had jumped ship and now bobbed in the water or splashed ashore. Many of those captured were injured themselves, able to run and retreat but unable to help lift bodies. Across the battlefield in the span of an hour, the blood of over seven hundred of their comrades had been spilt. The wounded were innumerable. The dead lay …

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Till Death

“All extremes of feeling are allied with madness.” -Virginia Woolf, “Orlando” *** It was sundown. The carriage reached the cottage on the cliffs. Porphyria followed the path to the door, but hesitated before knocking. Maybe I should go back, she thought. Maybe I should just throw myself off the cliffs instead. That would be better. But she knocked, and when the door opened she went in without waiting to be invited or greeted. She had to duck a bit to fit through the doorframe. She was a great, tall woman, with strong arms and broad shoulders and a hard face, but she was often called beautiful. (A duke wrote a sonnet about her hair two seasons ago. She called the verses “quaint.”) Hester was wiping flour—covered fingers on her apron. She was small and fine, …

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A Captain Decision 2

I was standing there trying to decide what to do. I had taken all the weapons to the ship. “You’ve returned awfully soon,” I heard Rommie say. “Is anything the matter?” I held out all three of the weapons. “Yeah, you might say that. These cannot be here; the technology alone could throw this world into chaos. Never mind that they are also not in phase with this reality or universe.” Rommie only looked at me as I started to pace the deck for a few moments. “Logically, the only thing I can suggest, is that you return all to their rightful owner.” I turned to stare at Rommie, “just how in the hell am I expected to do that? Not only do I not know how they got here if I brought them, I …

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East of Nowhere Part 7- Ruined Ice Princess

They come upon an intersection, and there are four different paths to take. Sasha says, “I’ll take the middle.” Winter says, “I’ll take the first path on the left.” Gerald says, “Well, I’ll take one of the other two paths, can we all meet back here and then we can explore the last path together. Please be safe you two. Let’s make it back here alive.” Winter turns and heads down the farthest path on the left, (It’s been a while since she’s felt this alone) she thinks to herself as she keeps walking down the path, strangely this tunnel is illuminated in small, blue glowing mushrooms. The light they give off isn’t very much, but it’s enough to keep the darkness at bay a little bit, and enough to see by. Instead of the …

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For the Love of Lana 4

Jonathan could only blink, after all these centuries it would finally be over. Damn he wanted to shout it from the rooftops but of course til the sign came he was still powerless to do anything. With only about 2 weeks ’til all the clans get here he had a hell of a lot of work to do. Plus as he thought not only the mage council but the vampire council were going to be there, wonderful as if they wanted to be human even a second. Jonathan had to think quick as he always had, if anything came out before anything was ready he could kiss his ass good bye, sure he was powerful more than any other mage, but that wasn’t any good when you were against 1 to 2 hundred others almost …

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Reverse Number Look-up

This story has been mostly finished for a while. I thought of entering it in CAW #17, since the theme is “you gotta love a man in uniform”. There is love of a sort, and there are lots of uniforms, but this is too scary a tale for a non-Halloween-themed Challenge. There’s no sex in this story, and it’s more than a bit dark, but it’s here anyway. I hope you enjoy. * * * * * The number on my caller ID wasn’t in my contacts. I didn’t owe anyone money, so I answered. “Hello?” “Is Jenny there? I have to talk to her,” a woman whispered. “There’s no one here but me. I can barely hear you. Who is this?” “Oh my God, he’s coming!” she hissed. “Please, I don’t know what to …

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The Dare

It was conceived as a wonderful dare. It broke a whole bucketful of school rules but they were all eighteen-year-old sixth formers so it was completely legal. The girl would be chosen by lot and she would be smuggled out of school and go to the village pub where the plan would be to latch onto a man and get him to buy her drinks. It would be the absolute peak of achievement if she could wring a meal out of him and then go to the loo, slip out of the back door and back to school leaving him with the bill, a raging erection and no girl. The dangers of such a scheme would have been obvious to any girl from a Comprehensive School but these girls had been behind the walls of …

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