Camilla Krueger

Camilla slowly climbed on the bed, until she was sitting on Laura's sleeping body. She stopped for a moment to have a better look at her. She was pretty hot. In her early fourties, of course, but she clearly took good care of her body. The nice curves she had, that only got better with time, were also helping. She looked at her husband, sleeping next to her. He was a lucky man. For now. She bent forwards and pressed her lips against Laura's, her tongue playing with hers. Laura wasn't responding, of course, still asleep. Camilla kept sucking face with her, her hand carressing Laura's boob under the nightgown. Since Peter had chosen this bitch over her, she just wanted a taste of what she was worth.

Laura moaned softly, which caused Camilla to come back to her senses. She had no time to play around. She was here for a reason. She pressed her thumbs against Laura's temples and closed her eyes, concentrating. She was curious to see if Laura would keep being the perfect mother and wife she was if her dreams were now filled with horrific nightmares.

Laura was walking through a green field, under a sunny sky. The soft breeze felt nice on her skin. Nothing seemed to indicate that this perfect day was about to meet a horrible end.

-Nice day, huh?

Laura turned and startled when she saw a woman right behind her.

-Who...who are you?

-I'm the woman who's gonna tear you to pieces.

Suddenly, the strange woman started growing, becoming two, then three, then four meters high, while her fingers were turning into sharpened and rusty blades, ready to plunge in her **** flesh.

-Help !

Laura tried to run away, but realized she could no longer run without falling all the time. She was going way too slow, while her attacker was getting dangerously close.

-Hmmm...no...no...

Camilla smiled, as her victim was struggling under her. The witch wasn't really doing anything in this world, but in Laura's. dream...she was only getting started. Inside her head, she was getting torn to pieces, bit by bit, but in the real world, all one could have seen was her getting agitated in her sleep. If her sleep had been natural, she would have already waken up. Unfortunately, by touching her temples, Camilla was maintaining her in this state, forcing her to keep dreaming as long as she deemed fit.

-Oooh...please...please no...

Camilla concentrated. A moment later, Laura's convulsion were getting more frantic, as the woman in her dreams had just turned into an even more hideous creature, vomiting thousands of insects right in her mouth. In her nightmare, she was screaming in agony, her body getting devoured by maggots. But she was actually just wriggling in her sleep, kept in place by the evil witch.

Camilla wasn't planning to stop here. The question was : would she let her wake up now and mess with her again later, or keep her in this state the whole mind, torturing her mind for hours, until the alarm would go off and wake her up, in a state of complete mental collapse. She felt something warm forming under her. She looked down and saw a growing wet spot on the bed. So the respectable Laura was already at the bed wetting stage. Camilla smiled. Her magic seemed to be working pretty well so far.