Am I dreaming Keres?

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OK, a quick word up front from me. These days you have to warn people more or less what they are about to read. Which might even spoil the story. And I don’t want to do that.

Just be warned, my slow burner “The Dark Hotel” is an erotic horror story with all kinds of sexual, and for sure, weird shit, and it is getting weirder per chapter.

Please be aware that in the different chapters there might be ingredients, besides the horror stuff, such as “demon sex," “male impregnation” (a bit gay if you ask me), "humiliation," "Ovoviviparity," "leeches," "snake breeding," and so on.

Of course, parts are erotic but for sure not for everyone.

Please join me in my horror saga, and I hope you enjoy the little creepy things!

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Final touches

“Eve?” Keres called her.

“Yes?” Eve replied.

“I asked Cain, 'Let's also put some lemon oil on Zeke's neck too.'"

“Would Cain like that?” Eve asked.

“Yes, he would be very pleased, he told me, if we could arrange that.”

“Sure!” Eve replied, grabbing the bottle of lemon oil, and walked up to the pillory, where Keres was chatting with her future dead boyfriend.

As Eve started rubbing the scented oil on Zeke's trapped neck, she softly hummed for Zeke her new favorite song she just learned from Lamia:

“Rock-a-bye baby,

Just let me check.

When the blade falls,

It will sever your neck.

You are my winner.

We will have you for dinner.

Once my lover dies,

I will have his eyes.”

Keres grinned at the scene. The soon-to-be ex-fiancée was lost in thoughts preparing their dinner, singing that old song from Lamia to her boyfriend, making him even more scared. Thank Satan, she thought, that human fear does not alter the taste of their flesh compared to animals.

Eve was now giving Zeke's neck the final brushes of lemon oil, now enthusiastically chatting with her fiancé again.

“You know what is so cool, Zeke?” She asked, without waiting for an answer. “That after your decapitation, your heart may continue to beat a little bit, perhaps several minutes, as the organ has an intrinsic rhythm and does not require a direct nerve from the brain to initiate each beat.”

“Do you know what that means, honey?” Eve asked in a condescending way.

He didn’t answer, the apple still stuffed in his mouth and held in place with duct tape.

“It means that if you have a hardon, it will stay hard and I could wank you!” Eve giggling.

Suddenly, Zeke's cell phone rang. Eve had taken it from him to answer any worried calls or texts from his family, just in case. The phone was in her purse, on a table near the door.

“Be right back, honey. But don’t you worry, we have plenty of time until we dine on you tonight.” Eve said.

“Hello?” Eve answered.

“Hey Luca! Nice to hear from you.”

“No, sorry, Zeke is a bit stuck right now.”

“You are coming tonight? That’s so cool!”

“Yes, the address is correct.”

“Sure, we will have a terrifying good place for you, no worries.”

“In three hours? Excellent! You can join Zeke in the same way.”

“I meant for dinner.”

“Yes, my new family will be waiting for you.”

“You will see.”

“OK, you be safe until you arrive here."

“Bye."

…

“Keres?”

"Yes, Eve?”

Zeke's brother will be joining Zeke for our dinner.”

“Excellent! The more meat the merrier!”

“How do we handle Luca?”

“Is that his name?”

“Yes.”

“When does he arrive?”

“In three hours," he said.

"That's no problem. Let me talk to the girls, and we will make some kind of ramp for him.”

And off she was.

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“Do we still have that wooden altar somewhere?” Keres asked her sisters.

“You mean the one we used for the school bus children?”

“Yes, that one!”

“I think it is in the basement of the hotel. Do we need it?” Lilith asked.

"Zeke's brother Luca is coming.”

“Nice!” Deianira almost shouted. “We can have them both tonight.”

“I would love to show Luca my brood.”

“Sure! ”Let's find some people to help us, and we will place it next to Zeke," Lamia said.

Everybody was eager to help, and in no time the old, well-used altar was standing in the same room where Zeke was held in the guillotine.

“Where do you want it?” somebody asked.

“They should see each other, right?” Keres replied. “But the mirror in front of Zeke stays.”

“We can hang it from the ceiling if you like.”

“And have Luca's altar opposite Zeke?”

“Yes.”

“Excellent, go ahead!”

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Vagina dentata

“If you behave, I will remove the apple, Zeke.” Keres offered him because she saw that he had trouble breathing from fear, and she didn’t want to deprive his muscles of oxygen. She wanted them tasty.

He nodded with bulging eyes.

Once removed, Zeke took three or four deep breaths, thanking her.

As Zeke spoke again to her, his mind was absent, half under the effect of her chants and half under the effect of his fear.

“Am I dreaming Keres?” I asked her.

“Of course you are Zeke.” She answered soothingly. If that is what you want to believe, Keres thought.

“Two dreams at the same time?”

“Three, with this one.”

“So, nothing is real?”

“My pregnant womb is.”

“Am I the father?”

"Yes, Zeke, you were the first human male to survive my pussy. You lost a lot of blood, though, but it was nice lapping it up.”

“What do you mean?”

“Let me tell you my little story, since you have nowhere to go.”

“What do you mean, nowhere to go?” Zeke asked worriedly, noticing that he could not move his head or arms.

“Ssssh, hush now and listen. I will tell you my family's story because you were my first multiplier. I will have 8 babies from you; all my eggs got inseminated.”

I thought females only had one egg, so I frowned.

Keres ignored my look and started narrating.

“2, 3 times a year, 8 baby girls are born worldwide, in the same birth. The mother normally survives; the babies either die at birth or have a very short life span. If you do some research, they never tell you what exactly happened. If you dig further, for sure question marks will pop up, such as the nurse not showing up at work the next day. Most of the time, she is too scared of what she saw. The doctor only does the paperwork; they are too busy trying to survive their 24-hour shifts.”

“Just to make sure, normally in those cases the maternity nurse and the doctor who takes care of the babies both disappear. Well, they do not really disappear, you know? First, we make the doctor discharge the mother and the babies, and we take them home. Then we kidnap the nurse and doctor before they can speak to the press. The octuplets just eat them, because all their openings, including their pussies, have teeth, and if not, they would chew on the breasts of the mother.”

“Slowly, those babies grow and start losing their teeth everywhere. The eye cavities lose the teeth first, the newborn eyes pushing them out. Sometimes it goes wrong, and the eye is pierced, leaving a bloody mess and making it impossible to see with it. Sometimes both eyes are lost; this is what happened with Krampus, as he was born in the 1600s. If you see him, you will see that his eye sockets are empty. But that would be the last thing you see while he devours you alive.”

“The teeth in the ears normally die on their own, but still, some of my offspring do not hear well.”

“Your babies are born with all those teeth?” Zeke asked.

“Yes! Isn’t that lovely? We will show them to your brother Luca.” Keres asked.

“My brother is coming?”

“Yes, he will join you for our dinner.”

“Look, his altar is ready.” As Keres pointed at it in front of him.

“Let me out, Keres!” Zeke screamed, trampling with his legs, making a loud noise.

“Oh, it will be such fun! Here, look, let me put up a board so my hungry babies can crawl up to his face.” Keres replied, placing one end of the long wooden board just under the edge where Luca's face would be and the other end of the board resting on the floor.

As Zeke saw this, he realized he was still trapped inside the guillotine! He desperately tried to pull free but couldn’t get his head out of the lunette. Both his hands were stuck too! It all came back to him. Was this really a dream? His fiancée had been treating him like a piece of meat since he was stuck in here, as if she were preparing some kind of banquet and he was the main course. The creepy part was that he heard them discussing who would eat what parts of him, as they were standing around in the same room.

"How do I get his eyes out?" My fiancée asked somebody.

“Well, if you serve his eyes to your guests, I suggest you use an old-fashioned corkscrew. You know, those simple ones, with nothing more but a handle and a metallic spiral. Simply twist the metallic spiral 5 or 6 times into his eye and gently pull the eye out.”

“You might hear some whistling noise, but that’s just the air being sucked into the empty eye socket. Have a small bowl ready to store the eyes. Do not remove the 5 cm (2 in.) long bundle of optic nerve fiber, because some of us like to eat eyes just like a herring. You know, holding it by its tail, dipping it into diced onions, lifting it over the mouth, and eating it upward.”

“And what if I am the one having my fiancé’s eyes as an appetizer?"

“Oh, you can simply pull them out with your fingers. Best would be to right after his head is chopped off, to have the maximum amount of taste. When you do it quickly, they are still warm and sometimes moving. That is, if you eat them raw, just as most of us normally do.”

“I think I will use both ways," Eve replied. “I want to practice a little, you know?”

“Of course, honey! But remember to have a little bowl to store them because we all want to watch you swallow them at the banquet.”

“Do I need to chew a lot?” Eve asked.

“No, they are very soft, jelly-like. The flavor is a bit porky, mild, and fresh. The cornea has a bit of a cartilage-like crunch to it. Very yummy!”

“Thanks, Lamia, for explaining me everything!” Eve said thankfully.

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Eve's new stump

As Eve was sitting outside, having a matcha, she looked at her right arm and at the stump that was growing out of her wrist. It had pushed aside her right hand, and this was now an obsolete sack of skin with bones, simply dangling from the wrist. They told her she could already remove it if she wanted to, but she liked the way it looked, as if it were a Labubu accessory. What fascinated her more was the new growth and the changes in her arm. It looked like a round tentacle with a bulbous head, and as she touched it, she felt like it had an oval part inside it. As if there were another thing inside the tentacle head. But all she knew for now was that it was very hard and oval. Some kind of cocoon was wrapped around it.

As Eve kept caressing it in an intimate way, she also noticed the bones of her right arm were somehow receding. Or becoming rubbery. Her wrist was still almost the same, but her bones in her elbow were gone. She could now undulate her arm like a snake, and she practiced a little bit in front of a mirror. This was so much fun! She could even bend it around her back and place the thump on her left shoulder. The bones of her right shoulder were gone too.

“Two more hours, Eve,” Lamia told her, "and then we can unwrap your new claw.”

Eve shivered, eager to embrace her new appendage and see what she could do with it!

Those two hours passed slowly as she kept looking at the occurring changes of her arm. The green-black scales looked very pretty, and almost all her skin on her right arm had been replaced by those dry, snake-like scales. She felt a bit cool when she touched her "arm," but very smooth.

Another hour went by, and the growth out of her former wrist had reached its maximum length. The sack of bones of her right hand fell off on its own, making more place for the thing inside her tentacle.

Eve shivered again as she remembered how this gift was passed on to her. The girls had taken her to a round room, with several small holes at ground level in one wall. The floor was very sandy, and Eve could see all kinds of tracks in it. She would almost say snake tracks, but the tracks were too wide for snakes. It was something fatter. Besides that, there was a group of chairs nearby, but all were aligned to be able to watch. Two small side tables were in front of the four chairs, and one of the girls had already placed their drinks there and had gotten comfortable in one of the chairs.

“Eve, please undress and sit on your butt with your back against that wall, opposite those holes.” Lamia told her.

Lamia and Eve had become very close, and not a day would pass by when Lamia wouldn’t be groping Eve's perky breasts. If she was sitting or standing, it didn’t matter. Eve loved the way Lamia simply groped her without asking, and once her slender hand would slide inside her panties Eve could only widen her stance, offering Lamia a good wide, open cunt. Lamia knew Eve's pussy very well by now, and within minutes she would make Eve cum on her hand, afterwards offering Eve her own juices, which she always eagerly lapped up and swallowed.

Eve gladly did as instructed, removing her tight top and short skirt. “Boots too?” she asked innocently.

“No, you can keep them on. Is your pussy accessible?”

Eve spread her legs some more, her knees up, showing the girls proudly her well-lubricated pussy. She was always wet when they were introducing her to something new!

“Very good, Eve; let me dim the lights a bit. We will sit and watch from those chairs.”

Eve was so excited! Every day new experiences! She wondered what this could be. The room was now ill lit; she could still see those holes in the wall and the girls watching her, but barely. In the first couple of minutes nothing happened. Just to make sure, Eve spread her legs a bit more, making sure that whatever was going to come to her, it had full access to her two tight holes down there. She wasn't sure if she would have to keep her mouth open too, but she guessed she would know early enough when to open her mouth wide.

Suddenly, a soft noise reached her ears. It sounded like a rustling, perhaps even a slithering. It came straight from the biggest hole in the wall, and Eve concentrated on opening her slit as wide as possible. She just hoped it would not miss her anus, so she leaned a bit back against the wall, now offering both her orifices at more or less the same height.

The rustling became closer, and for the first time, she could see a 3 ft (1 m) long, swollen shape crawl directly towards her. Its fattest part was in the middle, and after that a long tail formed. The head was bulbous and round, perhaps swollen; the girth of the head had the same size as the mid-part. The body was a mix between a long worm and a snake, its color black. It didn’t have any scales or legs; it was built more like a worm, but the way it undulated towards her was snake-like.

Eve hoped that her orifices were not too far from the bottom for it and that the Wiggler would be able to reach any opening of hers without too much trouble.

“There he is!” one of the girls shouted.

“He is big this year, isn’t he?” another one said.

"Yes, he is!”

“It should be me sitting there.” Another one said it, and they all laughed.

All the girls were excited; this was Eve's first leeching, and they all hoped she would enjoy it. They all did in the past.

Eve looked in between her raised legs and saw the beautiful swollen head reach her two openings. She didn’t see any eyes, so she guessed it would smell where to go. The Wiggler chose her pussy and pushed its big round head against her tight opening. Even if Eve were very wet, the thing still had trouble getting inside her. Quickly Eve spread her legs wider, opening her labia as far as possible. With one hand she spread her pussy opening wide, hoping it could get inside her that way.

“Eve,” Deianira spoke, "it is OK to help it. Just gently grab the more slender part right after its head, and you can help by pushing it a little.”

"Won't I hurt it?” Eve asked worriedly.

“No, it will be fine; just push slowly, that’s all.” Deianira reassured her.

Eve did as told, not wanting the poor thing to struggle too long. The skin was slimy, as if it were producing its own lubricant. She desperately wanted to lick her hand, but with great willpower, she prioritized her leeching first. The slime was not slippery, and she was able to get a good hold. Slowly, she helped the leech by pushing it gently towards her snatch. The fat head sank in between her outer lips, slowly stretching her cunt muscles. As Eve pushed some more, the leech's round head popped inside her, making Eve grunt.

“Well done, Eve!” Lilith shouted.

Eve felt proud. The rest would be easier, she supposed. She raised her hand, which had been holding the thing, towards her mouth, and lapped the slime from it. It tasted a bit sweet, with a faint rubbery aftertaste. At the same time, she was licking her hand; the leech had progressed a bit and was almost halfway inside Eve. Her usually flat stomach now showed a round bump, and you could see that something under her skin was moving. Having the head completely inside helped a lot, and the thicker midriff was slimy enough to follow easily. The moment the thickest part was inside Eve, the smaller tail followed very quickly and shook sideways like a whip as it completely entered her.

“Well done, Eve!” All the girls cheered.

Eve looked down but couldn’t see her invaded cunt; the bulge in her belly was too large to see anything else. The leech kept moving inside her, deliciously hitting her cervix each time. Her vagina felt very full, but the pleasure of the moving leech inside her was indescribable.

And then she felt it.

As if the leech had a small tentacle coming out from its mouth. Something very thin moved deeper inside her. The head was still pushing against her cervix but now kept still in place. And right there, in Eve's deepest part, she truly did feel something go deeper. The pleasure was beyond belief. For the first time ever, her cervix was being penetrated by meat. The slim tentacle must be a third of an inch round, or less, Eve thought, as her first cervical orgasm rocked her world.

The tentacle stopped for a moment, letting the cervical juices pass it towards the larger vaginal area, and then moved deeper again. The cervix canal was only like an inch long, but her second cervical orgasm was already announcing itself. The tentacle sensed this and kept moving, because many more orgasms would follow once it was even deeper inside Eve.

As Eve was having that second cervical orgasm, she could only groan and arch her back. She was now lying flat on her back, lost in pleasure. And then, she felt the impossible; another slim tentacle came out of the leech's mouth and started penetrating her cervix canal, joining the first tentacle. Both tentacles had now reached the uterus, and she felt the heads get rounder, as if they were about to receive something.

She didn’t know how, but it felt as if the two tentacles went their own way inside her. One to the left and one to the right. At first, she only felt the **** pleasure of those movements inside her cervix, but they had a purpose. Eve tried to remember biology, and suddenly, it occurred to her!

Each tentacle was entering a fallopian tube!

Before she could think any further, another deep orgasm hit her, making her gasp, as the waves of pleasure spread through her entire body.

One or two minutes later, as her breathing returned more or less to normal, she could focus again on those beautiful, continuous raptures the tentacles were giving her. Another cervical orgasm was announcing itself, but Eve didn’t even notice it anymore, riding ceaselessly wave after wave of her deepest pleasures.

The tentacles had stopped moving inside her tubes.

She barely noticed it, trying to recover from another deep orgasm, but she noticed. Why had they stopped? Was that the end of their invasion?

And then, she felt it right away. The swollen head, which was in front of her cervix canal, started pumping small eggs through its tentacles directly into her ovaries.

It was breeding her!

She shivered from the excitement as she felt the little eggs being pumped through her narrow cervix into her deepest organs. The eggs barely made it through the tight cervix canal, each of them rubbing her walls, causing her body to release another mind-blowing orgasm. She had lost count a long time ago, and it didn’t matter.

She could almost count the eggs she was receiving in her ovaries. Sometimes she could feel them clearly, sometimes not. But there were many. Each ovary received hundreds, if not thousands, of leech eggs. The head kept pumping at a steady pace, and then it felt as if her ovaries were overflowing. Was this possible? It felt like hot cum inside her, moving around. And then she understood. The leech was pumping too many eggs inside her ovaries on purpose so they would automatically push away her natural human eggs. Once the natural selection had been done, she would only be able to have insect-like babies. Maybe even snakes. She shivered from arousal, and another orgasm ripped through her body.

She was going to be a beautiful monster!

Together with the new grown appendage of her right arm, she would make a significant contribution to her new family!

The leech head kept pumping eggs, and she was almost getting used to it by now. A woman is born with up to 2 million eggs, so you can imagine it took some time. The girls who were watching her were chatting lividly about the placing of the eggs and remembering their own first time. They all remembered the continuous amount of ripping orgasms they had, the whole infestation taking up to an hour or two.

“Sssh!” Suddenly one shouted, and all stopped talking.

As Eve was being pumped full with the parasite eggs, she still tried to listen, even if her breathing was very irregular. Her stomach was very bloated from the large leech thing, but she managed to look at the holes in the wall.

Very faintly, another rustling could be heard. Two actually. Coming straight to Eve. Eve worried. Did they want to infest her with eggs too? Would she be able to carry all those eggs safely? As she looked at the direction from where the noises were coming, she could see two different shapes approaching her. One was very slender, again about 3 ft. long, and the other one was a smaller version of the leech, which was filling right now her ovaries with bugs.

Eve didn’t care anymore. The multiple orgasms had made her legs weak, her belly was too bloated to move, and even if she wanted to be a good receptive host for the two other things, she was very tired of cumming so many times. She simply lay on her back, hoping they would find the openings they were looking for.

The similar but smaller leech went straight towards her female opening; at least, that was what Eve thought. As soon as the swollen head lifted itself from the floor, it raised itself and aligned its fat head with her sphincter.

“Oh!” Eve moaned as she felt the head push against that brown little tunnel of hers. That was a pleasant surprise! And since it was smaller, she was determined to have it completely inside her. She scooped some pussy lubrication and inserted it in her after, hoping it would be enough lubrication. The smaller head started pushing, and just as before, she grabbed it behind the head and slowly inserted it in her anus. She was getting good at this. Once the swollen head passed through the ring of anus muscles, it kind of popped inside the larger rectum space. She automatically wiggled her ass, enjoying the double penetration. The smaller leech was now effortlessly invading her bowels, quickly sliding entirely inside her, reaching her colon. Eve felt fuller than ever before. The large leech was not done pumping eggs yet, but the smaller leech was a nice diversion.

Would it fill her intestines with eggs? Did those eggs have a chance to survive there?

“You worry too much, Eve.” Lamia whispered. “The eggs you are about to receive are different. They don’t need to be fertilized. Just enjoy it!”

Eve relaxed and laid her head down again on the floor. "Thanks to Satan," she mumbled. She smiled as she heard herself, finding support with the name of the oldest snake known on Earth.

The smaller leech was content where it was, and Eve could feel the first eggs being pumped into her. These eggs were much larger, roughly the size of two chicken eggs. Eve estimated a good five inches in length with a matching diameter. She quickly felt as if she were congested, the leech pumping at least 20 eggs inside her bowels.

Both leeches finished more or less at the same time, infesting Eve, and she felt several things happening. The leech in her rectum simply turned around and crawled out, disappearing in one of the holes in the wall. The bigger leech pulled back its tentacles from her ovaries, again making Eve climax quickly. Once the tentacles were back inside its mouth, it turned around, and from outside you could see Eve's belly bulge move. As soon as the swollen head passed her clit, rubbing it, another orgasm hit Eve. This time the leech was able to leave her stretched cunt on its own, and as the last part of its tail came out, a massive flood of useless human eggs leaked out of her snatch. The Change had been done, and Eve was happy, looking forward to her insect-pregnancy.

To be continued.