Rebuilding My Kind (Dream Guide x Latapaine)

[Dream Guide]

Gestalt strode calmly and confident through the dark streets. Even when walking normally, his stride took on a powerful, almost hunter-like tone. Despite what most people thought, he enjoyed walking around the city at night. That darkness and the foreboding reminded him of home.

Or rather, it reminded him of the destruction of his home. The thought of his cunning plan working perfectly, the rest of his kind being slaughtered by hunters due to his machinations kept him warm at night. Back then, he had been the weakest of his kind. Now, he was the strongest, the only one left. His cunning had gotten him this prestigious (at least to himself) position in life.

For the last hundred or so years, he had been living among the humans. Adopting a human form of course. Walking around in his true form was essentially painting a target on him. He picked his human form well. Rather well build, but at the same time slender. His shock of white hair contrasted perfectly with his dark skin. His eyes a burning amber.

But, as much as he enjoyed his new life, he now had a new purpose. He couldn't be the last forever. What was the point? No, it was time to bring his kind back, and through the only way he knew how. Thankfully, his race had the wonderful ability to cross breed with any female species, and his time amongst the humans had given him plenty of time to appreciate and learn about them.

And that's what he was doing this night, searching for a suitable mate. He had gotten the impression that women who walked around at night were the kind who were willing to spread their legs for anyone.

 

[LataPaine]

It’s been thousands of years since the last demon had been spotted. They were brought to the brink of extinction once humans found ways to make more powerful weapons to handle them. The humans now live in peace, no longer worried about a demon attack. If a person or pet is found dead, it is assume to be some kind of animal attack nowadays. Nowadays, people don’t even believe in the existence of demons, becoming more like fairy tales or myths.

Late at night, Viola Palus currently making her way home after a long day of work, feeling a little worn out working at the local bakery. Feeling the need to be useful in paying bills, she had took it upon herself to get a job. It’s not the type of job she would brag about, but she enjoys it enough, enjoying being surrounded by various types of pastries. Every once in a while, her boss would allow her to bring a few home with her.

With a bag of doughnuts in her right, and her purse on her left shoulder, she casually makes her way through the park. She doesn’t usually take a walk through the park unless it’s during the day, but because the weather is starting to become cold, she feels she doesn’t have much choice since it’s a little faster when making her way home. She would have brought her car, but because the bakery is so close, she feels it’s better to walk and save on gas.

After a little while of walking along the trail, she soon sees what appears to be a young man walking through the park as well. Feeling a little worried since she is moving out of the well-lit areas, she slows her pace a little as she make an attempt to get around him. She understands very well that it isn’t exactly safe to be walking around at night, keeping her eyes down a little a she tries to pass him. Once she feels she has made it passed him, she gives a little sigh of relief and wanders on.

 

[Dream Guide]

Gestalt paused when someone caught his eye. It was a woman, but what made her stand out was how plain she looked, how, ordinary. Normally women who walked around at night tended to dress like sluts and were more often than not drunk. But this woman seemed rather well kept together. At least this kind of woman didn't seem the type to have anything he could catch. That was one thing one had to look out for when looking for a potential mate. Plus, she was actualloy pretty attractive. Perfect.

Putting on a dashing smile, he turned to the woman as she walked away. He had noticed that look of worry when she saw him. Time to put her at ease. After all, it was so much easier when they weren't scared and fighting back.

"Hello there Miss," he spoke up, trying to sound as friendly as possible as he quickly caught up to her. Try to be as non threatening as possible. "It's not safe for a lady to be walking out on her own this time of night. Especially one as lovely as you." He tried to keep a smoldering, almost seductive look in his eyes. "May I carry your bag for you? It's always safer to have someone with you. Maybe we can grab a drink later."

 

[LataPaine]

Figuring the man she passed wouldn’t bother her, Viola continues on her way home. As she continues walking, she begins wondering if she should just take the longer way around the park to avoid any unwanted encounters. At least during the night. She figures she could still wander through the park during the day since the sunlight is still out. Because she doesn’t carry around any kind of protection, there isn’t any way she would be able to defend herself if someone were to attack her.

Her eyes widen and her body goes stiff as soon as she hers the man’s voice coming from behind her, listening to his greeting as he quickly walks up and stands before her. She tilts her head up to look to the taller male, listening to him suggest he walk her home since it isn’t safe to walk around at night. “I… Uh… It’s okay… I don’t need any help.” She replies nervously, making a nervous smile in the awkward feeling situation.

“And I’m going to have to pass on the drink… I’m married, you see? Thanks anyway.” She says as she brings her left hand up to show her wedding ring. “I’m flattered, but I’ll be going now… I have a husband and child to look after.” She says nervously as she again tries to pass by the man, hoping he takes rejection well. Being a married woman, she doesn’t really have any interested in going out with other guys. She usually prefers to hang out with other women.

 

[Dream Guide]

Gestalt sighed. Well, he had tried the nice guy method. Guess it was time to go for a more, natural approach.

As she walked away, he briskly followed, closing in and siezing her by the arm. With a surprising amount of strength, he lifted her off the ground, tossing her off of the path and right into a nearby tree. Before the woman could recover, he was suddenly upon her, pinning her in place. A small smile spreading across his face.

"Well then," he said, his smile broadening, "Let's skip the drink, shall we?"

His form began to shift. His muscles became more toned, his skin more slick, light coated in some form of slime. his hair lengthened and a pair of black horns sprouted from his head. His lower half changed dramatically, bulging and swelling until it was a massive mound of flesh, complete with numerous frightening tentacles. His fingers distended into claws, one holding her mouth shut. His dark eyes glinted with an evil light.

 

[LataPaine]

Viola can see the disappointment in the young man’s eyes when she told her that she isn’t interested, but she continues all the same, hoping he would understand that she can’t just go out with anyone since she is a married woman. She had hoped he would be an understanding man and leave her alone after having told him she isn’t interested, but she suddenly feels him grip her arm and stop her from taking another step. “H-Hey! What are you…?!” Before she could say another word, she is suddenly lifted off the ground by her arm.

“Ahhh!” She cries out as she is easily thrown, yelling out loudly in pain as her back hits a tree. She falls to the ground with a thud, stunning her for the moment as her body trembles there. She struggles to push herself up, but before she could do so, she feels strong hands pushing down upon her shoulders as she is forced onto her back. She groans in pain as she lies there, barely understanding what he just said about skipping the drink, but then soon sees his form start to change before her dazed eyes.

“Oh, god…” She says as she watches muscles bulging through the man’s clothing, listening to fabric tearing as he is soon covered from head to toe in what appears to be some kind of slime. She just couldn’t believe her eyes, watching as he turns into a monstrous beast and remaining silent for the moment from fear. Once she snaps out of it, she attempts to scream in terror, but her voice is quickly muffled as a clawed hang moves to cover her mouth. Tears can be seen already flowing from her eyes as she reaches and grips his arm, trying desperately to pull his hand away while she squirms under him.

 

[Dream Guide]

((I said he was coated in slime, not fur))

Gestalt's smile couldn't help but widen at the fear in the woman's eyes. As a demon, he was looked down upon by the rest of his kind. He wasn't fast, or strong. But he was intelligent, and he knew how to plan. Still, there was nothing more satisfying than seeing something beneath you fear you.

Of course, she wouldn't be beneath him for long.

Still holding her in place with one long claw, one of his many tentacles slowly slide up the underside of her shirt, hooking her bra. With one effortless pull, the fabric tore free, completely exposing her rather ample bossum to him. His pointed teeth showed as his dark eyes gazed on those milky orbs.

Speaking of milk. She had had children of her own right? Out of curiosity, two of his tentacles slowly coiled around her mounds, giving them a firm, but erotic squeeze. His tentacles leaving trails of slickness on her skin.

"Very, very nice," he spoke softly, his voice double toned and sinister.

 

[LataPaine]

A terrified expression can be seen in the poor woman’s tear filled eyes while she lies there under him, having a hard time believing what she’s seeing as he holds her arms above her head with one hand while the other is used to keep her mouth shut. “Mmmm!” She cries out when feeling many slimy snake-like appendages slithering under her shirt, feeling them smearing a thick goo upon her soft flesh while they apply pressure to the underside of the fabric while others wrap around her bra.

“MMmmm!” She again cries out when the front of her shirt bursts open, exposing her flesh to the beastly creature. She would hear the sound of her bra snapping as well as her breasts are freed, feeling them bounce for a moment before gravity takes a firm hold of them and spreads them along her ribs. She can’t help but begin to whimper and sob while she lies there helplessly, feeling thick slim oozing along the curves of her body while her ripped shirt is still held to her body by her sleeves.

Her body shivers from the horrid feeling of the tentacles sliding along her body, feeling two wrapping around her large mounds. She whimpers out loudly into the demon’s hand when feeling them giving her breasts a squeeze, working on milking her to see if her body would still produce the white liquid. She winces and squirms under him more as her nipples erect and harden, soon producing a droplets of milk, but not much since it has been a quite a while since the last time she had to breast feed her child.

 

[Dream Guide]

The demon smirked as he slowly leaned in, rasping his tongue along her supple breasts to lap up the precious drops of milk. He could just imagine it flowing from her once he was finished with her. He looked up at her, dark eyes glinting with excitement. "Tasty..." he chuckled softly.

Holding her firmly, he leaned up, lifting her off of the ground. A tentacle wrapped around her waist for support. No sense in unnecassary harm to her. He wanted her in good health actually. Noticing the tears in her eyes, an expression of false sympathy appeared on his face.

"Aw, no need to cry," he said, though his voice couldn't hide the taunting tone it held, "No need to be scared. You've just been selected for a very, very important role."

A tentacle hooked into her pants, and with one swift motion tore the fabric. A second tentacle quickly did away with her panties, leaving her mature sex vulnerable. As both tentacles wrapped around her ankles, keeping them seperate, she could see a third tentacle, one thick and veined, moving towards her. Gestalt's eyes widened with anticipation as he leaned in close.

"So, why don't you hang there, and enjoy?"

And with one thrust, he was inside her.

 

[LataPaine]

The poor woman would continue to sob as she feels the demon’s tongue moving over her thick orbs, feeling him lapping up the milk being pulled from her mature form. Because it has been so long since the last time she gave birth, only a few drops would be drawn from her breasts. She can’t help but cringe from the feeling of his tongue caressing her soft flesh, feeling his saliva moving along her curves as she listens to him comment on how her milk tasted. Her breathing would deepen and become rapid, causing her heavy mounds to heave in and out deeply as she breathes through her nose.

“Mmm!” She again cries out through the creature’s hand over her mouth as she is lifted off the ground, feeling a tentacle wrapping around her waist as she is held in the air before him. She can’t help but stare at him with terror in her eyes as she listens to him explain the situation to her in a taunting tone to her voice. His vague explanation only frightens the woman further, struggling harder as she soon feels a tentacle sliding down into her pants as more slime coats her flesh.

“Mmmmm!” She screams as her pants is ripped from her, causing her body to jerk from such a sudden and hard pull. It isn’t long before she feels her panties meeting the same fate, fully exposing her pussy and anus to the air. Feeling tentacles gripping both ankles and pulling, she struggles to fight them as her legs are forced to spread apart to give the creature full access to her womanhood.

She soon begins sobbing and crying out frantically as she sees a thicker and veiny tentacle being brought towards her, watching it moving between spread thighs as she soon hears him telling her to enjoy what is about to happen. She continues her struggling until she feels the tentacle thrusting right inside her. A loud muffled cry is heard coming through the demon’s hand, arching her body and trembling hard as she feels her tight insides stretching and molding around the intruder. It has been a long time since a man has been inside her, but it hasn’t been that long to where she couldn’t tell that the tentacle is larger than that of a human male’s. She has never felt so filled, feeling almost as if every space is being used.

 

[Dream Guide]

How he loved that cry as he entered her, seeing her body arching as he pushed into her, feeling her inner muscles stretching around him. It had been so long. It was just wonderful!

His tentacles held her firmly, though not enough to harm her. No, he needed her in good condition. He paused for a moment, allowing his new mate to get use to the feeling of having him inside her. Then, slowly, he began to move. His tentacle slowly pumping in and out of her mature sex. It moved quite easily, though whether it was from his slime, or if she was actually aroused, he couldn't tell. Not yet anyway.

As he began to pump into her, tentacles continued to fondle her breasts and curves. One even stroked along her smooth rear. For a mature woman and a mother, she kept in wonderful shape. He let out soft sighs of pleasure, a smile plastered on his face as he continued to violate her. She would be his, and she would like it!

 

[LataPaine]

Tears would flow freely from the woman’s eyes as she is practically impaled upon the tentacle while being held in the air, trembling hard and breathing rapidly through her nose. It almost felt as if the wind was knocked out of her since she didn’t exactly brace herself for the penetration, feeling a little dizzy from all the excitement as she feels her heart beating firmly against her ribcage. She would continue to cry out, but the hand over her mouth would keep her from doing so, only making muffling sounds.

It feels like every muscle in her body is tensing up all at once as she is held still, getting the time to adjust to the girth and length as her tight insides molds around his tentacle. She feels as if she is about to faint, but would feel him start to move, feeling the tentacle sliding in and out of her. “Mmmm…! Mmmmm… Mmm..!” She would moan out loudly into the creature’s hand, feeling her body bucking from each impact as he takes her slow and steady.

Whether she wants it or not, her body can’t help but begin to react to the friction as juices begins to flow and coat over the tentacle’s length. She would continue her sobs and moans throughout the rape, feeling so helpless to fight the creature while tentacles holds her arms and legs out of the way. Her body can be seen trembling hard each time he pulls the tentacle back, feeling inch after inch caressing her sensitive insides while a mixture of juices and slime drips slides down over her virgin anus and drips onto the ground.

“Mmmm!” She cries out and squirms harder when feeling another tentacle moving to slide between her ass cheeks to caress her anus, trying hard to avoid it as she moves her hips. She tilts her head back, staring deeply into the sky as she tries to resist the feeling of getting raped, starting to lose herself as pleasure is forced upon her. Her eyes even soon glaze over and her movements become more sluggish as time passes, weakening as she wears herself down further from all of the fighting.

 

[Dream Guide]

His grin widened as he felt her movements starting to get sluggish. She was starting to enjoy it! This was perfect! He was forcing himself upon her now, but by the end he wanted her jumping on his cock on her own free will. Deep within her, the tentacle pushed itself against the fleshy seal of her cervix. Not enough to be painful, but indeed forceful. As he continued to coax her flesh, he would eventually feel it give way, allowing her access to her mature womb, just ready to plant his seed in.

Meanwhile, the second tentacle continued to tease and caress her anus. Slowly, it began to push itself in, using the slime coating as a lubricant. He let out a small sigh as he felt her hole stretch around him, as he eased himself nice and deep into her bowels. The remaining tentacles continued to fondle her breasts and caress her curves.

Becoming satisfied with her compliance, his tentacles loosened, allowing her to move her arms, though keeping her legs firmly in place. He slowly withdrew his claw from her mouth, allowing her to truly vocalize what was happening to her. It had been so long. Being inside a human female was amazing!

 

[LataPaine]

“Mmmmm…! Mmmmm…! Mmmm…!” Her moans can be heard becoming more drawn out with each pump the tentacle makes against her, starting to lose herself in the pleasure being forced upon her body. Feeling so drained, she barely even feels the strength to keep fighting the creature, but her moans soon grow louder once more when feeling the thick head of the tentacle beating more firmly against the cervix. She would once more begin her struggles, soon giving out a cry of pain when the tiny hole is forced open, tearing as fresh blood soon begins dripping from the tentacle raping her cunt.

It isn’t long before she feels the tentacle at her rear begin pushing in, giving out another muffled shriek of pain as the tight exit is forced open. Her body can be seen arching and her eyes roll back from the pain. Even with the slime adding as lubricant, the tight hole tears a little as more blood is drawn from her trembling body. She can feel inch after inch working slowly up her rectum, stretching her out uncomfortably as she is forced to take it into her body.

Her body is now being bounced by the two tentacles in her ass and cunt, feeling the first penetrating her womb while the other pumps into her bowels. She has never felt such a dreadful sensation, forced to feel an overwhelming amount of pain and pleasure. With the blood dripping from both holes, it very likely looks as if the creature has taken a fresh virgin, creating crimson drips upon the ground below.

As the minutes pass, her body becomes sluggish once more, once again losing the will the resist as her ass and cunt are taken so deeply. Her arms would go limp at her sides when he finally release them, not even going to try to use her hands to fight with the demon as he violates her. When he removes his claw, a thick amount of saliva can be seen drooling pass her lips. “Ahhh… Ahhhh…. Ahhhh…” She would moan out in the mix of pleasure and pain, not even thinking of saying a word. A glazed expression can be plainly seen in her eyes, barely looking all there as she comes closer to climaxing.

“Ahhh… Ahhhh…! Ahhhhhh!!!” After another minute, she finally reaches her climax, moaning loudly in pleasure as she receives an orgasm she hasn’t felt in years. Her body would tremble hard every few seconds, and her cunt and anus would pulse firmly around the intruders. It would very likely feel as if her body is trying to milk the demon of his seed. Even if she doesn’t want it, her body would react naturally to the orgasm, holding the tentacles firmly as each hole eagerly awaits to receive his seed.

 

[Dream Guide]

Gestalt's smile couldn't get any wider as he felt her body tighten, her holes squeezing his tentacles as she cries out in orgasmic bliss. He had her! How could she possibly refuse him after that. His tentacle began to pulse and throb within her mature womanhood, both pumping eagerly in her pleasure rackde body. He held her tightly in his hands, leaning in to her face.

"Yes, that's right. Just let the pleasure take you. This will be the first of your new life. A wonderful existance, I can assure you." His face tightened as his own pleasure grew. The tentacle in her womanhood throbbed and thickened within her, stretching her as it pushed deep into her womb. His grip tightened as he let out a low groan. She would then feel it, a torrent of thick, demonic cum flooding into her womb, pumping in such large qualities that it would ooze out of her pussy around his girth.

Gestalt panted heavily as the last few pulses pushed the last of his cum into her. With a surprising level of delicacy, he removed his thick appendage from her, holding her in his grip with tender care.

"Welcome to your new life. Broodmother..."

 

[LataPaine]

Viola can still feel the tentacles pumping away at her pussy and anus, forcing orgasm to last longer that she wants. Surge after surge of pleasure would be forced upon her trembling form hovering over the ground, drenched in sweat as she is being defiled by the horrid beast. Even with the pleasure she feels from her climax, her body would be racked in pain as well while her womb and rectum are repeatedly penetrated without mercy, forcing her to powerfully new sensation while her nectar secretes from her cunt.

Overwhelmed in the sensations of pleasure and pain, she barely even hears the demon’s voice as he tells her to give in to the orgasm he’s forcing upon her. It isn’t long before she feels the tentacle in her cunt pulsate, suddenly feeling the torrent of hot semen flooding her womb. Her eyes widen with a horrified expression, feeling spurt after spurt of his seed entering and filling her to the brim before rushing down to seep around the tentacle and drip from her blood stained slit. She can even feel the warmth of his cum oozing down to drip from her anus along with her blood.

As the final pulses are unleashed inside her, a more defeated look can be seen with in her glossed over eyes. Her will to fight has been thoroughly drained as her body hangs there limply in the air. Her moans and cries have finally stopped along with the pumping of his tentacles. Her head would hang down, looking so very traumatized as drool freely escapes through part lips. Her belly can be seen slightly bulging as well, her womb so very full of demon sperm.

Her eyes would roll back and a whimper of pain would escape her lips when feeling the tentacles being pulled from her ass and cunt. A thick torrent of semen would gush out of her cunt, landing upon the ground with a splash. After hearing his voice, her eyes roll back once more and she finally blacks out. Her body and mind just couldn’t take the strain anymore as she goes limp in the grip of the tentacles.

 

[Dream Guide]

Gestalt held onto her for a moment, allowing his own body to recover from having let out all that pent up sexual energy. Even after being violated and now unconcious, he couldn't help but admire this woman whom he had chosen for his broodmother.

He gently set her down and took a step back. Closing his eyes, he let out a small groan as his body shrank, slowly reverting to his human form. Even after all these years, he still wasn't sued to it, especially after being able to stretch his tentacles after so long. He slowly knelt down, scooping up her limp form. Even in his human form he retained his strength, a factor he was grateful for.

Thankfully for him, he had plenty of time to get to know the city, and especially which ways one can go without being seen. With the unconcious woman in his arms, and practically nude (transforming isn't good on clothing), he had managed to sneak his way to an abandoned warehouse which he had set up shop some time ago. Closing and locking the door behind him, he set his new broodmother down onto a small cot he had set up. Looking over her one last time, he couldn't help but smile. She would make a great broodmother.

He walked over to a chair and sat down, watching her before dozing off.

 

[LataPaine]

The woman’s body can be seen still twitching, still trembling from the orgasm she was forced to experience. The mixture of blood and semen would ooze and drip freely from her freshly used slit, creating a creamy puddle upon the ground she is held over. Sweat can still be seen glistening from her flesh, but soon begins to dry on her skin as the cool air flows over her. Her limp form would shiver from the cold sensation, but it wouldn’t be enough to wake the traumatized woman as is brought to the ground.

Completely knocked out, she would just lie there on the ground while the beastly creature turns back into his human form. There wouldn’t be any signs that she would try to escape while he is distracted, just keeping still as sexual fluids leak from her sore cunt. Her body and mind has never been so overwhelmed before, forcing her to the peak of exhaustion while she likes there practically drenched in sweat.

She is practically as limp as a rag doll as he picks her up and into his arms, getting cradled like an infant. She would remain unconscious throughout the trip, leaving her oblivious of how she would be able to find her way back home if she were to ever escape. In her current physical condition, she very likely wouldn’t be able to walk with the pain she’s feeling coming from between her legs. She isn’t the most physically fit of human females, barely having time for herself since she is often trying to look after her family.

She would lie there on the cot throughout the night, barely moving or even flinching, but as the morning soon comes, she begins to stir. “Nmm…” A light moan escapes her drool soaked lips, wincing from the pain coming from her sore cunt. Her eyes would flutter for a few seconds, thinking she was only having a nightmare, but would soon widen when she sees her rapist sitting on a chair next to her. “Ahhh! Get away from me! Someone help!” She screams out, quickly trying to get up before stumbling and falling off of the cot since she is completely unaware of her new surroundings.

 

[Dream Guide]

Gestalt had been jolted awak by her screaming. Seems like the new broodmother was awake. The demon let out an annoyed sigh as he slowly pulled himself to his feet. Her reaction was normal, he had heard enough stories to know how women reacted when they woke up in the presence of a demon, but that still didn't make it any less annoying. He had hoped against hope that this would be the one time a woman would wake up, smile and say "Good morning Master. May I give you a blowjob?"

Climbing to his feet, Gestalt calmly walked over to the struggling woman. He rested his hands on her shoulders, holding her down to the ground. Not in a threatening way, but more like a parent trying to restrain a hysterical child.

"You need to calm down," he said in an exasperated tone. "Look, I know you must have a while book of questions you want to ask, so I'll get through this as quickly as possible. First off, Gestalt. Nice to meet you. Second, yes, I am an incredibly powerful and sexy demon. Yes, I did violate you and give you possibly the best orgasm you've ever had. And three, yes, odds are you are now carrying our child."

The way he had said it, the completely bored way he told her, it was almost like this was nothing to him, like he just wanted to get the explanations out of the way and she was supposed to accept it. It was almost surreal.