The Darkness

Amy Beth alone stood unscathed. She prayed like a mad woman, sustained purely through faith. Above her, the purple tentacle darted this way and that looking for a hole by which it might reach the girl and **** upon her the same corruption Hannah's friends had been subjected to. So far, no holes had been found.

"Good job Amy Beth, just keep resisting! This thing has to get tired soon," Hannah cried, trying her best to stay positive.

All around her, she could hear the husky moans of friends. Each one of them sounded like they were on the edge of some terrible climax as their respective tentacles rubbed their freakishly engorged male organs. Hannah did her best to block it all out. She needed to stay positive and focus on keeping Amy Beth safe. The others she would worry about later.

Something changed. The purple tentacle suddenly froze. Then it looked to the left, looked to the right. It darted back into its hole in the obelisk at lightning speed.

"Holy shit, you did it!"

"I did it! I beat it!" Amy turned to Hannah with a brilliant smile on her face. "I was faced with the devil himself and I defeated him!"

Amy Beth continued to cheer and gush, but Hannah's face had turned snow white. She watched the hole in the obelisk carefully as a deep, hideous sense of dread bubbled from her gut.

From the shadows of the space emerged an even deeper darkness. It poured into the glade, looking like smoke and rotting flesh all at once. The disgusting black tentacle dwarfed the other three. The evil it radiated made Hannah sick to her stomach.

"Amy Beth, watch out!"

Amy Beth turned to face her new attacker, but it was already too late. She was immediately swept off her feet. She landed with a dull thud on her butt and was promptly seized by two inky offshoots from the main tentacle. These wrapped around each ankle and forcibly spread her legs. Amy Beth howled in pain and indignation and immediately started slapping at her attacker. In response, her wrists were grabbed and held in place.

"Amy Beth, pray! Pray! It's the only way to stop it!"

Amy Beth nodded and began to furiously recite the Lord's prayer. Immediately, another offshoot sprang up and **** itself into her mouth. Even so, Amy Beth still seemed to mouth the words against the invading tendril. Unfortunately, it only seemed to annoy the wicked tentacle beast.

The black tentacle shivered. All along its body, slits in the inky flesh opened up, revealing a gaggle of horrid purple eyes of all different shapes and sizes. The creature then roared, piercing Hannah to her soul. Even the other tentacles momentarily paused their ministrations and quaked nervously.

Having asserted its dominance and staked its claim over the innocent little woman in its grasp, the tentacle began on its odious task. From its depths emerged a new appendage. This one was fleshy and purple. Its tip formed a kind of suction cup or pad containing multiple tendrils and claws.

Multiple tendrils emerged from the main body tasked with preparing Amy Beth for the horrible ritual. Some hiked her skirt up while others ripped away her panties. Hannah looked away. After all that had happened, the least she could do was give her cousin the barest hint of privacy.

Unfortunately, Amy Beth's muffled shrieks brought Hannah right back to the ugly scene. Turning to look, Hannah saw that the suction cup appendage had fastened itself down on her cousin's crotch. Amy Beth tried to twist out of the grasp, but she was held tight.

The tentacle shuddered and let loose a deep, unearthly groan. The sense of evil in the glade intensified tenfold. The body of the thing swelled at the top. The bulge proceeded to roll down the length of the tentacle with agonizing slowness.

Suddenly Hannah recognized a fundamental truth. The creature she saw, no matter how monstrous it seemed, was merely a delivery mechanism. The gooey mass surging through it was the true evil. Hannah could feel its palpable malevolence. She watched helpless as this first dosage wickedness pumped inside her cousin.

Amy Beth wailed through the tentacle in her mouth and shook violently as the liquid corruption splattered her insides. Then she suddenly went still save for a few spasmodic twitches here and there.

Another roll of darkness pumped down the length. Then another, and another. Hannah sobbed as she watched her poor, sweet cousin take the liquid evil into her body. After five large pumps, the tentacle finally withdrew. By then, the damage had been done.

An eerie purple glow emanated from Amy Beth's belly, heralding a horrible metamorphosis. Amy Beth stumbled to her feet and groped wildly at her crotch, which leaked inky darkness. A nasty gurgling squeal escaped her lips.

"It's gonna tear me apart!"

Hannah watched as her cousin's belly shifted and deformed, as if her internal organs were going through a blender. Glowing purple veins spread across the girl's pale skin. They snaked up to her soft, pretty face, growing over it like invasive vines. Darkness flooded the scleras of Amy Beth's eyes, while here irises blazed like purple stars.

Suddenly, Amy Beth's pussy lips parted. They stretched wider than seemed thinkable, as if in anticipation of a birth. A flood of black and purple gunk spewed out. Then came the part Hannah knew to expect. Hannah had witnessed the transformation three times now, but she still wasn't prepared for it. She knew what to expect, but that didn't make it bearable.

Unfortunately, even Hannah's warped expectations weren't enough to prepare her for what she saw next.

From Amy Beth's pussy emerged twin masses of darkness so pure, they seemed to suck in all the light around them, yet they also seemed to glow in a barely perceptible way. It was like a miasma of wickedness so intense it warped reality itself surrounded the monstrous organs.

When the testicles emerged from Amy Beth's pussy, they were nearly as big as Becca's. They then dropped unceremoniously and then grew even larger. They swelled until they were the size of small melons, filled to the brim with liquid evil. Spines and bumps emerged from the skin of the scrotum as if to emphasize the sheer inhumanity of these new organs.

Amy Beth's big, glowing eyes crossed and her entire face contorted. She trembled as if she were seizing. The horror of being attached to these noxious demonic testicles seemed to be cracking her fragile psyche.

The girl lurched forward and cupped her crotch. Her hands groped for her pussy, only to find the turgid manhood instead.

"What? No! This is evil! So wrong and sinful!"

Amy Beth's hand brushed her clitoris, which was now profoundly swollen. She shivered and unconsciously stroked the swollen nub again. The anti-glow of her new balls intensified in anticipation of what was bound to happen.

"Oh God, please help me! It's so sinful!"

Amy Beth rubbed her clitoris once more and this time, her clitoris responded. The little organ surged forward, doubling in size.

"Ah! No! I won't do it!"

Amy Beth put both hands behind her head and interlocked her fingers. Even now, in defeat, she was still fighting. Hannah couldn't help but well with pride for her cousin, even as her heart gave in to despair.

Unfortunately, Amy Beth could do nothing to stop her transformation. The black tentacle made sure of it. It clamped down on the swollen clit with its suction cup and began to stroke her. Amy Beth howled in pleasure and pain. She tried to beat the tentacle away, but her noodly little arms were no match for its bulk.

With each pump, she grew bigger. Pump Pump: two inches. _Pump Pump Pump: _four inches. _PUMP! _Six inches and getting thicker.

Amy Beth's sex change was now undeniable. Her clitoris was now a throbbing cock, yet the transformation had much greater horrors in store for her. She kept growing bigger and bigger, surging past seven inches and then eight, nine, ten, eleven, a foot. The bigger she grew, the less human her appendage seemed. It darkened from pink into an ugly purple and nubs and ridges formed on its surface. It was not a human penis but rather something beyond human, the product of mingling the demonic with the mundane.

By the time Amy Beth finished growing, her penis was as monstrous as her balls. It extended from base to tip nearly to her knees and featured a gnarled, bumpy surface that made it seem almost parasitic or alien. A freakish abomination against God and nature. The vile appendage seemed to carry with it unearthly pleasure and sinful thoughts, for Amy Beth soon joined into the lascivious choir of the other three former-girls.

They entered the terminal phase of the horrid ritual now.