The arrival

 Your phone would buzz into the air as you drove down the old dirt road towards your friends house, the sounds of the wind hitting against the side of your car as you hoped that someone would pick up the phone at any point which didn’t seem to be happening, much to your annoyance as the road would shift under the tires. Of course, the fact that the person on the other side didn’t answer was the reason that you were coming out here in the first place with you trying to contact Kate near constantly for the past week and a half now but she hadn’t been picking up her phone or answering her emails or even viewing any texts people sent her, let alone respond to them. This was out of character to say the least with one of the things that Kate prided herself on was the fact that she was able to respond within the minute so the fact that she hadn’t been responding meant that something had been going on although you had a feeling you weren’t going to like what you found in her house given the events leading up to her disappearance.

You hadn’t a clue why she decided to move into the house in the first place, partially because it was in the middle of nowhere, placed just beyond the borders of a thick forest that was nearly always covered in mist. The other reason why her staying there made no sense was because the house originally belonged to her grandmother who had shot herself in the head after a bout of what doctors assumed was dementia ridden insanity with no one finding the body until it was a rotting husk. Yet, despite all of that, she decided to go and stay there anyway and for the first couple of days she was fine with no real issues until she started talking about how she was seeing someone lurking around the trees in the forest at the back of the house which was when things started to go off the rails.

After that the person who was lurking in the forest would become an almost daily occurrence Kate even taking pictures of the woods of which you could see nothing within except for the long, spanning branches of the trees. The last few days of contact you noticed that even her typing had become notably more haphazard with notable spelling errors and noting that her TV kept buzzing with static and her phone kept losing connection and then after that she had just gone silent. You would be quickly brought out of your reminiscing when you heard the sound of your radio buzzing with static, your eyes glancing up into the air to see her house lurking around the fog, flicking the fog lights on before you pulled over to the side of the road, gazing upon the house as you did so.

The house was a rather massive building, two rather expansive floors with three bedrooms, three bathrooms and a kitchen so big that you could probably live inside of it before you proceeded to get out of the car. The air was wet and you could smell the scent of mold moving through your nose as you started to move towards the house with you turning on the flashlight on your camera and shining it through her windows to see if you could find anything within it of which you couldn’t find. You walked up to the door and knocked on it a couple of times, hoping that someone would answer the door so you could just go home assured that everything was alright but this wasn't the case with you then grabbing ahold of the door knob and realizing that the door was unlocked.

You would hesitate for a moment before you’d open the door and let it swing upon to see that the house was in quite the state indeed which only deepened your fears as soon as you gazed upon the walls of the house. There were drawings on the walls, hundreds upon hundreds of drawings seemingly hastily scratched on with a pencil with most of them seeming to depict the trees that were lurking outside as well as a variety of figures that seemed to be mutilated or scared including a few of them that seemed to be Kate herself. However there was another figure that appeared to be in all of the images, one that you didn’t notice at  first but that was when you realized that it blended within the drawings of the trees so well that you hadn’t noticed it was there.

The figure depicted appeared to be womanly in nature due to how curvy it was soon, a massive bundle of tendrils escaping from its back and its face being featureless barring what seemed to be a mouth but the crude drawings made it hard to tell. The drawings were occasionally interspersed with various phrases, several phrases like “ALWAYS WATCHES, NO EYES” and “DON’T LOOK OR IT TAKES YOU” as you decided to start going up the stairs and to her room to see if there was anything there for her. You walked up to the second floor and shone your light around the area to see if anything was there which there wasn’t before you proceeded to enter into her room, seeing that it was much more of a mess then anywhere else in the house as a faint light shone through the window.

The room had been completely trashed, the bed laying on its side and nearly every single drawer being torn out of the furniture, everything laying on the floor including several dozen pens with some of those being smashed up. The walls were smeared with so much gibberish that it was nearly incomprehensible with you glancing out the window to see trees and fog as you would attempt to phone the police about the entire thing only for you to have no signal at all, even for emergency calls. You’d play around with the phone for several moments, trying desperately to get it to work before you’d then look over and glance around to the window to see that the trees and fog had been joined by someone else and that someone else appeared to be Kate herself. 

The figure seemed to be fully aware you were staring at her before she turned around and ran right into the forest, your eyes widening somewhat when you then proceeded to sprint out of the house, nearly tripping down the stairs in the process. You’d practically fly out the back door before you ran into the forest, the sounds of the leaves crunching out of your feet echoing out across the air as you would see the figure right into the distance with the woman being able to sprint like there was no tomorrow. “Kate! Kate, for fucks sake it’s me!” You screamed out as she kept running and running for what felt like forever, luring you deeper and deeper into the forest as she would do so with you eventually merging on a trail linked to the back end of the forest as she did so.

You’d be then running down the trail, feeling as the dirt would kick up from your steps before you’d see a building in the distance, seemingly a large bathroom building due to its almost brutalist design structure that it abided by. The woman would twist herself over towards the bathroom before diving inside of it with you turning and running right into the bathroom along with her, starting to move through the mold covered panels and the broken down pipes until you eventually managed to run into a corner. “Kate! Kate, What the hell are you doing out here?” You said before she would stop moving, staring away at the wall before she would turn around with your eyes widening at the sight of what she had become since you had last seen her as you could swear you could hear static in the distance.

The first thing that you noticed was that Kate was wearing a mask which seemed to be a hockey mask, the mask seemed to have several parts broken off with it even looking like the mask had been split down the middle at some point in time. You could see her black hair was running down her back and her chest somewhat, the hair seeming to be long and stringy as well as seeming to be completely unkempt in the meantime, strands of hair sticking together in a strange way. The final thing you noticed was that Kate was completely naked for some reason, the woman’s medium sized tits and pussy being on full display as well as a series of several scratch marks across various parts of her body, each one of them leaking some kind of black substance you were pretty sure was stale blood.

“Jesus Christ, what the hell happened to you, Kate?” You said as you’d hear what you assumed to be a laugh escaping her mouth but it sounded more like a scream that was absolutely drenched in static before she actually started speaking.

“Aaanon! I’ve been waiting for you to arrive, don’t you know that?” She said with her voice having that staticky drench to it as if it was being spoken through a broken down speaker as she would step closer to you. “My mistress has been waiting for fresh meat for so very long, she’s here in the dark, in the trees! She’s with us now, you know?” The woman would say as she kept creeping towards you, clearly having lost her mind a long, long time before you arrived and was now in the full tremors with her own insanity. You would keep backing up with each step you make, the woman murmuring to herself as she would do so before you suddenly felt yourself hit something, your heart dropping in your chest as you realized something was behind you before you turned around.

The first thing that you noticed was that the woman was absolutely massive, around ten or so feet tall which meant she was looming right over you, your eyes moving over to it’s lack of face, a pair of plump lips drooling into the air somewhat whilst what seemed to be eye sockets attached shadows, the sockets being deep and covered in pale white skin. Your eyes would then glance down at her body with the woman having the same curvy look that the drawings on the walls had, the woman’s waist being slender and thin whilst a massive pair of tits attached to her chest, only kept from being entirely nude by the ripped up dress that she had on her, one of her legs being exposed as well as the thin white arms she had on display. The woman’s legs were thick yet somewhat slender, her toes digging down into the floor as you’d look to the back to see that the tendrils coming out of her back, the thick tentacles flicking around the air and dripping with some kind of substance as you would try and figure out how to escape from the mess you were in.

Before you even had a chance to think the woman would proceed to shoot out from her back and wrapped around your body, two of the tendrils wrapping  your arms around your back as two more went for your head. You felt as one moved to either side of her chin, one of them pushing against your chin whilst the other one would move over to your cheek, pushing down on it somewhat before the other tendrils began to move your head upwards so you were staring right at her. She would seem to examine your body for several moments, the woman’s tentacle wiping against your cheek as you’d start to see as more and more of them would shoot out of her back and start moving towards you, seeming to have something planned for you in the process. 

A couple more of them would wrap around your legs with the one holding onto your right leg moving up to your belt whilst a couple others pushing against your chest and back as you started to feel as you were lifted off the ground. That was when you saw her mouth open up beads of spit linking the bottom lip to the top one as you noticed her tongue would start writhing around in her mouth, clearly hungry and wanting something to wrap around or be inside off with it not taking a genius to see where this was going. You’d feel as the cheek tendril would wrap around your jaw and force your mouth open for the kiss, the woman’s warm breath pushing against your face before she jammed her lips into your own, her tongue forcing her way into your mouth in the process.

You would groan and try and escape from the kiss but you quickly found that it was impossible for you to escape, the woman’s immensely soft lips pushing against your mouth as her tongue would take its time to canvas every single inch of your mouth, from the teeth to your gums to even your own tongue. That was also when you felt as the tendrils would become way more active against your body, a couple slipping your shoes and socks off in one easy sweep and throwing them to the ground, your belt rapidly becoming undone and your shirt being slowly hiked up as your arms were forced into the air. The kiss felt as if it was growing more and more brutal with time, the woman seemingly intent on choking you with her tongue, your supply of fresh air rapidly running out and being replaced with the air that was being breathed by her,or the air being thick, warm and lustful.

The tentacles would continue their work by throwing your belt to the ground and yanking your trousers off your body, throwing them to the ground along with the shirt you were wearing, leaving you in your underwear as she’d take the time to ravish your body with her tendrils. A couple of them canvased against the inside of your legs whilst the others moved to push against your chest as the side of your torso whilst most centered at your bulging underwear, some of them caressing the bulge whilst others would poke it as if to taunt you. She would eventually move so that she could take off your underwear, the tendrils moving through the leg holes and out across the strap before yanking them right down with you feeling as your cock would push out into the cold air.

With that she would finally stop with the kiss, disconnecting it slowly and letting her tongue linger in your mouth for as long as possible, the taste of her spit overwhelming your mouth due to the fact that it covered every single inch of it. You could see the beads of spit connecting you together as if they were chains, your mouth feeling entirely numb from the entire thing as you were raised up once again, wondering what the hell she could possibly be doing now as you tried to breathe in some fresh oxygen. Eventually you looked down at what she was doing which would rapidly become obvious as you stopped just when your cock was next to her mouth, the woman’s tongue rolling out of her mouth like a snake out of a lake, Kate moving to stand under the sight.

You had originally thought she was going to go straight into sucking you off but you quickly realized that, despite her appearance, the woman clearly liked to take her time, the woman moving under your cock and moving her tongue to the base of your cock, wrapping around it with intoxicating warmth radiating off the organ. She then dragged her tongue back, moving slowly across your cock, letting her spit drench your member and making sure you could feel every last moment of it, the woman placing one of her tentacles next to your chest to feel your heartbeat, the woman uncurling off your cock before she would move back over to your tip again.

With that she would withdraw her tongue back into her mouth before proceeding to pucker her lips up into a kiss before planting said kiss right onto your tip, managing to fit almost the entirety of your tip within her massive lips as she did so. Then her tongue would make itself known after its brief absence, the tongue first flicking underneath your cock before rapidly moving all around your tip at a breakneck pace just like she did with your mouth, several moans escaping your mouth as she would do so. The woman would eventually stop the kiss, pulling herself off your tip again with those same beads of spit linking you to her like the chains they were, signifying some kind of ownership over you before she would spread your legs somewhat before proceeding to slam her head right down your cock, her lips kissing your hips as her tongue writhed around your member.

You moaned out into the air as you felt as your cock was pushed into a thick and wet warmth, your entire cock either being clenched around by steaming hot inner walls or being under constant assault by her warm tongue. She would then start moving herself backwards across your cock at such a slow pace that it felt like her lips were dragging across your cock, the soft flesh making sure that every single nerve on your cock was overstimulated with pleasure after her tongue had done most of the work. She would reach your tip and place it into the same kissing position that she had done as foreplay a few moments ago although it wasn’t long before she slammed herself right back down onto your cock again, letting herself linger once again just for more of her sadistic pleasure. 

This process would repeat over and over again but it would never be exactly the same with sometimes the tip kiss would simply be longer whilst other times she would make sure to go at such a slow pace against your cock that it was near torturous. Your eyes would dart around before you finally looked down at the entire affair, seeing your cock dripping with her spit as she would drag herself across it whilst Kate seemed to enjoy the sight of her mistress playing with you, the woman laying down against the floor and pushing her fingers inside of her pussy, the woman seeming rather wet as she watched the entire thing. You then felt as her mistress would slam herself back down onto your cock again, this time lingering for much longer to let her tongue push out and slithered down to your balls, cradling them in their grip somewhat as she would seem to make clear what she wanted for you.

That was when she suddenly decided to change tactics, the woman suddenly going rapidly up and down your cock at such a quick rate you could see arcs of spit pushing from your cock as she would slowly start to define her new technique for you. She would go from base to tip but now at a rapid rate with much less teasing then she usually would do in that front but her tongue would proceed to start teasing you even more then it would beforehand, the organ being near constantly wrapped around your dick. It felt like it was looped two or three times around your member and then after that she would twitch and strain around your cock at such a rate where it would become near impossible to focus on anything else less you lose your mind completely as you heard something below you. 

You then felt as a hand would move against your ass, moving down to your thigh before grabbing ahold of it which caused you to look down to see that Clare had got off the ground and now had your ass right next to her face, her other hand still pistoning in and out of her cunt. Her aroused panting would push across your asshole, the woman then outstretching her tongue and proceeding to jam it against your asshole, pushing it up and down your hole several times to seemingly lube it up before she began to rapidly circle your asshole. This was cause a rather furious amount of pleasure to come from the experience as you wondered how she could possible know how to do this since Kate wasn’t the most sexually adventurous woman out there but you then figured that her mistress has trained her seemingly in a most practical way given what you were dealing with at the moment.

That was when the woman would change tactics once again, first slowing down to a complete crawl  as she would reach your tip and then sliding herself down right to the base one more time, pushing it into a kiss once again. That was when her tongue would slither out of her mouth before she proceeded to cradle your balls within her grip before slipping them right into her mouth, making sure the process was going as slow as possible just to make sure to contrast with Kate rimming the absolute hell out of your asshole. With your balls firmly resting behind her lips she would begin to rapidly writhe around them with her tongue, entrapping them in a warm fox of stale air as as she would start to make swelling motions with her kitchen and throat which meant that your member was being crushed with pleasure.

That was when tin felt as your cock began to throb inside of her and with that came the rapid overstimulation of your cock and ass whilst mostly every single inch of both was smothered in a blanket of pleasure so heavy you thought it would never be lifted. You could barely feel the pressure building up inside of your cock over the feeling of the woman’s throat and tongue assaulting it but you had a feeling that’s exactly what she wanted. She wanted you writhing, screaming in pleasure with her as she would be the person to overstimulate your body and mind, her mockery of a human form only being built to heighten any semblance of pleasure she could wrench out of you as you would let out one last moan and started to feel as your orgasm was ripped from you.

She would simply speed up her swallowing motions as you felt as a massive wave of cum shot out of your cock and splattered all over her inner walls, your cock being clenched and restricted so you could only shoot it deeper inside of her body. Rope after rope and wave after wave would escape your cock with such force it was taking your breath away, the orgasm never stopping for feeling like it was reaching its peak but instead feeling like it was getting stronger and stronger by the moment. You had no idea how long this entire ordeal had gone on for from the orgasm to being sucked by the creature but you knew when it ended, your orgasm coming to a sudden stop, the feeling being like hitting a brick wall at one hundred miles a hour as a deep exhaustiveness ran across your body. 

You’d look down to see her lingering there before would begin to pull herself off your cock, your memes being covered in such a thick layer of spit and cut that it had clung onto your member and was slowly dripping off, Kate coming away from your asshole to look at the entire display. The woman would then pop herself off your cock, open her mouth and letting the cum linger on her tongue as she stared before swallowing it down as if to say it belonged to her now which was when your vision proceeded to start blacking out. The last couple of things you saw was a slight grin moving over the slender woman’s face as Kate would go to sample the mixture on your cock, the last thing you felt before completely falling out of consciousness was her tongue pushing onto your member.

The next time you opened your eyes you’d feel as a harsh light would push into your eyes, the sound of something beeping echoing out across the air as you would blink your eyes several times to focus your vision. With your vision focused you proceeded to pull yourself up off where you were laying, only to realize that you were laying in a hospital bed, your arm connected to all kinds of tubes as you would try and look around to see if you could see anything else which was when you saw that you were placed right next to the window. Outside was a forest, seemingly the same one that you been inside of for god knows how long,  which is when you heard someone running towards, someone eventually turning the corner of the rack of curtains to look at you.

It was a woman who looked, unsurprisingly, like a doctor, the woman wearing a black skirt that went down to the bottom of her thighs as well as the typical white coat every doctor seemed to wear but she at least spiced it up a bit by having a purple top on. You’d look up to her face to see a concerned but kind look on her face, her blonde hair being tied into a ponytail with the woman clearly having a nametag on her coat but you couldn’t read it due to the fact that the light was so strong in the room. “Oh, Mr Mous, you’re finally awake! My name is Dr Natalie Powers, do you know why you’re here by any chance?” She said with you responding with a shake of your head, the woman letting out a slight hum as she would proceed to sit down next to you, taking out a clipboard as she did so.

“Well,a group of hikers had found you deep within the forest completely naked and unconscious and by the time you showed up here you appeared not only malnourished but also extremely dehydrated.” She would as she would periodically look up at you. “Do you have any idea about how long you had been in the forest for?” She asked with you shaking your head once again, the woman writing something on her clipboard before she would clear her throat somewhat as she would do so. “Well, you were reported missing two days ago so we estimate you’ve been in there for around 60 hours or so.” She would say as you wondered if had all been a dream, just a hallucination caused by zero sleep and eating and drinking nothing at all which you were more than happy to leave it as.

“Well, I’ll leave you to wake up, maybe order you a breakfast given how long you’ve been out of it. See you in a moment!” She said as she would run right out of the room, leaving you to relax now that you had an explanation about what had happened. That was until you glanced out the window and saw her there, a tall woman blending within the trees with tentacles like branches and a face as empty as her soul was, simply watching you, waiting for you to come back into the forest again. That was when you realized that this would never be over at all, the woman following you no matter what, tormenting you in all sorts of ways for a reason you couldn’t even try and comprehend as Kate watched and waited, wanting you to join her and her mistress within the dark again.