Reality of Nightmares

[Sacrahlicous]

Emma knew she should continue to fight the oncoming wave of drowsiness. To take up another energy drink. Lately her dreams, even those brief day dreams seem to becoming on much more frequently, and each one more intense. Her body still ached from the last encounter with some creature. Something from the realm of nightmares. A creature far larger then she was, nor should her human body endure. Yet she lived and breathed for another day. She brought up a slender hand, to attempt to stifle a yawn that stretch her small mouth wide. Her blue eyes batted as she stared at the commercial on t.v Her eyes slowly dropping, as she knew well she would lose this coming battle.

Grumbling she brushed away her thick brown hair, sending it tumbling down the length of her back, to stop at the base of her back, right above that underwear clad bottom. She stood, swaying on her feet. Her overly large shirt dangling over her curvy yet slender body. It was then she lost. Her eyes falling shut , fanning raven black lashes across the gentle rise of her cheeks.

She woke, in a dream like trance. A forest? Her eyes shifted to the expanse of a darkening sky. She stepped froward. Feeling the thick cushion of moss, her eyes looked to her bare feet. And give her toes a small wiggle. She wondered if she should worry, Nothing was here yet. Nothing stalking her from the shadows. Or at least from what she could tell. She didn't see nor hear anything. But it was a dream after all. It could be as silent as it wished. Though many had not been so subtle. But didn't mean there wasn't a first.

 

[Mizzet]

The fires and shadows in the realm wavered and flickered, like they had a life of there own. Upon his throne sat the Lord of the realm, the Lord known to many as "The Dark One." For Eons he wished to start his war, to enter the human realm and fight the very entities of good that lived there. He wished to claim the world for his own, but each time his ideals where throttled by individuals whom knew of his plot. Of course being human, his enemies where indeed short lived, though of course they where also his only means of entering the battlefield. Now he watched her from afar, his eyes piercing through dimensions to watch her struggle to sleep. A thin smile curling over his oddly featureless face.

As her eyes struggled to stay open, he called upon another of his minions, the mass of sinew and bone coming together from pools of blood and rotted flesh that decorated his realm. "Go...." his voice spoke, the sound like a shrill cry of pain that would have made many wince from the sheer aptitude of it. The massive creature, still forming itself nodded, hulking away to only vanish in a red cloud as she fell into slumber.

This realm, the cream realm, was an ever changing thing, depended on the dreamers thought it could be a place of wonder, or a place of misery and nightmares. The entity, now with long arms and legs, it's body slender and covered in an amphibian like slim, as ugly green flesh began to cover exposed muscle and bone. His mouth hung a bit agap, filled with rows of semi sharpened canines and molars. It's eyes where small black beads, like an insects, and it stood over eight feet. Clawed hands grasped at the forest ground, the dirt and vegetation dying at it's touch. It's tongue lapped at the air, and soon it began to lumber forwards, crawling on it's hands and feet like a beast.

 

[Sacrahlicous]

The dream to her was real, more real then any others. At least that was what she had thought. She felt the warm caress of the wind that embraced her, stroke through the rich locks of hair light invisible fingers. But on it she knew something was coming. She smelt death on the air. Mixed with something else. It caused her to back away from the general direction in which the monster came from. Little did she know how hideous it was. Until it came to view.

She kept the distance between them. Stepping back as she tried to make sense of it. Her blue eyes swept along his long slender form. She knew it was male. I was always male. so that part never changed. it once more towered her. she being only 5'5 if that in height, and weighing probably 120 pounds. He out weighed her that was for sure. Swallowing she backed away from him. Her heart nervously racing within her chest.

it was then she spun on her heels, fleeting in the opposite direction. it always repeated itself. Her running for her life. Desperate to wake up, to prevent what she knew was to come once again. Her heart thudded quickly. her long tee shirt whipping around her thighs. Her bare feet clumsy along the uneven, yet soft moss ground. She needed time some how to wake her up. She only wanted to wake up and that lurking best to not touch her silken skin.

 

[Mizzet]

It sniffed with slit like nostrils that opened and closed like ugly flaps of skin. It seemed blind despite it's eyes, or perhaps they had not yet fully developed. The air was clean and pure, though around the beast it grew still and impure. It hulked forward, not realizing it had materialized not far from her. Normally it would have been a game of hide and seek. But as she took flight it could hear her foot steps and quickened breathing. It let lose a loud shriek spittle flinging from it's maw as it lumbered after her.

Its body moved in a strange fashion, long arms propelling it forward faster, as bulky legs helped with tree roots and uneven ground. Its tongue lulled from it's mouth. Though she had a very far lead, it was only a matter of time before it was at her heels. The sound of its approach grew louder and louder around her. Had not been for the trees, it would have had her now, but the world itself made it difficult for the brute to claim her. It soon lunged forward, saplings and larger trees holdiung it back, but with it's momentum it crashed through them, splintering the mighty plants.

Feet behind her, it let lose another yell, the sky turning dark, the ground dying and growing rougher. Her dream world becoming that of a nightmare. Soon long fingers reached out grasping at her, it's clawed tips catching onto her loose shirt. The sound of tearing fabric was added to the chaos. It tugged, with the hopes the material held and pulled her closer to it. It needed to open the door, to open her and travel into the physical realm.

 

[Sacrahlicous]

With every glance over her shoulder proved to slow her down. How can one not look what was going on as crashing of trees, and loud thunderous foot falls. She pressed her self forward. stumbling over large gangly roots. and pushing branches from her path. Why wouldn't she wake up. Some times running did the trick, sometimes falling or a loud shriek but it seemed nothing was going to be in her favor this round.She Could feel the sweat roll along her temple and down the small slender slope of her back. The shriek caught her off guard. Tearing a startled scream from her lips as she then felt the run of his claws.

It shredded her top. the surprise spinning her as she ran, another frightful cry escaped her. as she toppled back. Panting heavily she gazed up at the creature, in all its nightmarish form. It was definitely an awkward beast. She rolled to one side slightly as she pushed herself to her knees and to her feet. Stumbling forward once more before tripping over an exposed root. Sending her once more onto the ground. She looked up through a veil of her dark locks, her breathing ragged and stifling. Shaking her head she pushed herself back shaking her head.

She wanted him to stop, for everything to stop. Surely this would be the death of her. It had only been a few weeks since the dreams had started, each one seemed to be worse then the next "Please stay away" She cried out, feeling the sting of tears finally spilling along her cheek. She knew the words would no deter the creature.

 

[Mizzet]

As she fell, it sized her up/. Her slender frame struggling to get up. To the beast it was almost like a perverse kind of show. It delighted in her fear, smelling it thick in the air. Like the finest perfume it made it almost shiver with delight. It loomed over her, holding itself above her, through it's teeth saliva dripped downwards onto her. The thick fluid was almost a gel, though it's consistency was closer to syrup then gel. It looked down on her, a clawed hand grabbing her thigh roughly. It's filmy skin though slippery held her, she would not slip away from him.

As she pleaded with him, it ignored her, or perhaps did not understand at all. "Door...." it hissed, it's voice like a gasping breath of a dying man. "Open..." it stated as if she had some key or other. Nothing happened though, nothing at all. He knew not what to do when he caught her, though as she looked up with fear in her eyes, he thought it best to take his time, to examine her more closely. With surprising finesse it removed the tattered remains of her shirt, claws gently traveling over silken flesh.

"Open...the...door!" he commanded but again nothing happened. She would not wake now, no in his grasp she would sleep in the real world. His maw opened wide, his breath thick and smelly. His tongue extended, touching her skin, her breasts and along her thighs. He felt nothing like a key hole, until his appendage licked between her thighs. "Open....key...." he gasped....her underwear proving as protective as her shirt, it too was shreaded in seconds.

 

[Sacrahlicous]

She didn't fully understand what it was he meant, by his constant repeating for her to open the door. She was the door in herself. how had he expected her to open it for him. Cringing she felt the slow oozing trail of his slobber as he smelt the air. He could tell she was scare and she knew it. how could he not.Her body trembled slightly at his inspection. His hold strong and firm on her thigh making her body grow tense. Of course he wouldn't understand. He was a beast. a monster created by fears.

He shredded her clothing tearing gasps and cries of protest from her as she began to struggled. Her bare nude form glowing with the light of the dream. Sun nor moon was no words for this light. Her free food kicked out striking at the beast arm. her hands flailing slightly as the desperately batted his clawed hands from her body. Each trace of his claw had made her body grow tense. and it didnt get any better when his slimy tongue danced along her form. searching for this door, or key. which ever he was trying to find.

Her body went ridged feeling his tongue press against her slight dampen panties. her thighs pulling against his hold on her. Trying to bar his search. He found the closes thing as a key hole she had. in his view. and he was going to stake claim in finding out. She felt the sharp jerk as he shredded her panties, baring her small smooth pink sex to his exploration. And with it the tiny entrance of her body.

 

[Mizzet]

With her body exposed fully to him, the beasts beady bug eyes looked down at her, even without any distinct physical features it was clear what exactly it was staring at. Her pink slit was pure and untouched, though such a monster cared little for the girls purity. Though it seemed rather dull, it's mind worked out what it was. His long tongue liped it's razor sharp lips, as if he was about to enjoy a very nice meal. "Use this..." he said grabbing her other leg, and spreading them wide open. If she squirmed or kicked it would not matter, this thing was stronger, and only growing stronger the more her fear grew.

Her tight entrance opened up a bit as it spread her open more. "Nice.......tight...." he grunted, did it really understand what a virgin was? If she was thinking about this she would not have long to think as suddenly it's lower abdomen, between it's legs, began to squirm and writhe like something was growing inside of it. In a sudden shower of slime and fluids it's skin tore and out stood something most would find terrifying. What seemed like a long genitalia now stood proudly between it's legs. The thing was massive, as long as her arm and thicker even then so. The tip was covered in what seemed like bumps, making it look almost like a strange club of sorts.

The thing pulsed with veins strongly despite having just formed. "Use this too..." he said and began to lower her slowly over the massive erection. The tip touched her entrance, and instantly fluids began to spill from several opening along the tip coating her lower abdomen in a sticky slime like substance that would feel cool, but then gradually warmer the longer it stayed onto her. It pressed the thick tip alowly more against her, though it proved her tight entrance would be of much resistance to the intruder.

 

[Sacrahlicous]

Fear coursed through her, her heart racing frantically. It only seemed to make the beast hold on her a lot more tighter. Her vision was blurred with tears as her captor examined her body. She knew he didn't know nor did he seem to care that she was still innocent.She squirmed as he took hold of her other leg, forcing her legs impossibly wide. "No no....Not that"She begged squirming within his hold frantically. Until his hold grew almost painfully tight on each leg. Gritting her teeth tightly she force her sobs back, forced herself to stop squirming. It was clear, once he had his hold. she wasn't to wake up. Game over. End of the line.

She heard his words as she tightened even more. She saw movement out of the corner of her eyes causing her to glance over at him.Watching as something slithered and twitched beneath his amphibious like skin. It confused her. She didn't think she wanted to understand what it was that was going to happen. But soon she shrieked out as she felt thick fluid splatter along her pale frame. Making her cringe within his grasp. Breathing heavily she opened her eyes and looked to the exposed member. Standing erect and ready to begin its horror upon her.

That was the key? and her sex was the lock. Her eyes grew wide. her body bucking and squirming in his grasp. she felt the thick member run along her skin. and she used her own hands to force it away roughly. but no matter how much she tried to deter it it didn't seem possible. Crying now, she felt the large bulbous head of its cock press at her tiny sex. Things grew cool. As he discharged more fluids. even though it warmed, and he attempted to press against the small hole. her body resisted. Trembling and tightening against his prodding.

 

[Mizzet]

His hips moved, as did the strange genitalia as if it had a mind of it's own. The bulbous tip rubbing into her virgin entrance. Along it's back, two openings formed, smaller less developed arms extended, grabbing hold of her wrists. Her body spread wide and open tpo him now. He continued to batter at her slit, her resistance proving effective for now. More saliva dropped from his teeth, coaiting her body in it, it proved helpful, though unintentional, as it slickened her entrance even further. It pushed eagerly trying to gain access, it was then that it's body lunged forward suddenly and her nether lips spread wide for it.

With a sudden wet "plup" the thick tip was inside, pushing in deeper by the moment as he gained access to her depths, into the 'keyhole'. It's mouth opened wide, tongue hanging out, almost like a dog having its belly rubbed. It seemed to enjoy taking her virginity, to relish the feeling of her tight depths gripping it's inhuman cock as it pushed in deeper and deeper. The thick length causing her abdomen to bulge as it went deeper in still. It cared little for ceremony, or for her feelings. If anything the screams she would give would only fuel it's resolve more.

"Open....yes....yes!" it muttered, each time thrusting into her with abandon. His member was not even all the way in by the time it was battering at the entrance of her womb. Only half had entered, and it seemed it wanted to be certain to unlock all entrances within her, it's hips doubling there efforts now as it began to pull out nearly all the way before shoving back in, slamming into her cervix like a battering ram to castle gates.