She Dreamed Something Strange

Amber woke up the next morning, feeling groggy. She could still feel her imagination swimming with images from last night. Strange images. Her, holding hands with Jack, laughing at Olivia while she cried. Everyone cheering her on as he kissed her cheek. Kissing his lips... taking off his pants...

Amber couldn't seem to remember what her dream had been about exactly. The images were already fading, and she knew she wouldn't be able to re-summon them. She thought back to the night before, and decided to brush her teeth before she started crying again. She looked in the mirror while she brushed. What didn't Jack like about her? Sure she had some acne scars... and her face was a little chubby... and her breasts hadn't come in yet. But Mommy said she was still beautiful!

Amber felt the tears coming back. Jack didn't seem to think she was pretty. She looked nothing like Olivia. Olivia was thin, athletic, blonde, had clear skin, and was the first girl in her class to get boobs. All the boys loved her... Jack... loved her. Amber spit into the sink, rinsing her mouth and washing her face to mask the crying. She would do anything to be beautiful. To have boys like her. To make Jack love her.

Amber walked slowly back to her room. Maybe she should just go back to bed. It was Saturday now, she didn't have to be anywhere. She should just wait until school starts. Until everyone sees her. Until they all laugh. Amber flopped roughly onto her bed. "Owwwch!" She gasped, feeling something hard hit her stomach. Flipping over the covers, she saw her little pink prayer journal. Strange, she saw that fall behind the bed? She picked it up and flipped it open. There on the front in red lettering: "If lost, please return to Amber". Hadn't she used a blue pen? She flipped to where she had written her prayer the day before. Amber gasped. Instead of the simple prayer she had written, there was now some sort of... form? Poem? Amber looked closely at the lines.

"For those who seek control and power,
who've forsaken god in the final hour,
who wish to pray and have prayers met,
to desire something and then to get,
if you want to finally have it all,
just sign your name in the devil's journal."

Amber gasped. How had she missed this before? Was it some kind of prank by her parents? A religious test of some kind? Amber stared at the small pink book. What should she do? She could feel her heart begin to race as she considered the possibilities. Most likely, it was another of her mother's tests. It wouldn't be the first time she had tried to tempt her daughter to sin, only to catch her in the act. But what if -- no, it couldn't possibly be the real thing. And even if it was, she... she shouldn't... should she? It would most definitely be a sin. Amber's thoughts turned to the day before, daydreaming about what it might have looked like had her prayer been answered. Jack opening the door, his breath catching at the mere sight of her. Him taking hold of her, wrapping his arm around her and kissing her deeply... beginning to take off her shirt as Olivia cried in front of them...

Amber gasped as she realized where her thoughts were turning. She could feel the heat of her face as her heart beat quickly. What was she doing? She never thought like this, she was never so... naughty. She squeezed her thighs together tightly, squirming on her bed. Something felt different than usual. Hot, sticky, sweaty, she felt... empty. Like she needed to be filled. She wasn't sure why she was feeling this way, but she knew she needed Jack. Needed him to love her... needed him to take her. Heart beating frantically, she reached for her pen. There was no going back from this. Whether it was a test or the real thing, she didn't care anymore. She just needed Jack. She would risk anything, everything, to be with him. After all... it was destiny. They were in love! Slowly, she pressed the pen to the paper. Quickly signing her name, she held her breath as she lifted the pen from the page. Waiting for something. Anything.

Amber screamed as her phone vibrated in her pocket. Giggling, she pulled out her phone. Of course it wasn't real, what was she expecting? That she would suddenly appear in Jack's arms and the two of them would ride off into the sunset? How ridiculous!

"hey mber, wrd arnd twn is tht u fnly tld J. u luv him. Come ovr 2nite? - Sent by Christie's phone".

Amber smiled. After all these years Christie was probably the only girl Amber knew who still had a "dumb" phone. Most parents in their church were strict, but Christie's were on a whole new level. Amber didn't really feel like going anywhere, but if anybody could make her feel better, it would be Christie.

"Sure. Can we stay up late though? It's a church night."

"ya I tld my mom we wer volnteerng. She wnt kno n we can slp in!!!!!!! - Sent by Christie's phone".

"Sounds good. See you tonight!"

Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all, Amber thought. She still had friends who cared about her, after all. As Amber stood up, her prayer book fell out of her lap and onto the ground. Picking it up, she noticed something new under her signature:

"Your new lord listens -- pray to him,
and when he answers, give in to sin.
Give yourself completely to him,
and you'll receive more than you write within.
A new mind, a new soul, something sure to remember,
Just say 'I give myself to Satan now', Amber."

Amber felt her blood run cold. This she DEFINITELY hadn't missed the first time around. It couldn't be real. How was her name there? She felt lightheaded. What WAS this book? She fell heavily onto her bed, her mind racing. In an instant all of the sermons that she had heard flashed through her mind. The dangers of temptation, the evil of the devil, the impending condemnation. She knew she would go to hell if she sinned. If she was envious, or proud, or... lustful.

Amber gulped. Unbidden, an image of Jack sprung into her mind. He was so cute, so... sexy. He began to lift his shirt, showing his toned body. Amber licked her lips, reaching out to help him out of his clothes. She wanted this so badly, she NEEDED it. She felt someone push her back. As she fell, Amber saw Olivia, completely naked, helping Jack out of his pants. Amber had never seen anyone naked but herself, and her parents in the shower once. Amber recognized her mother's body with Olivia's face, bending down as she took Jack's underwear off. Amber gasped as her father's member sprang out before her eyes. Jack and Olivia turned to her, glaring down. "You're an ugly bitch, you know that?" Olivia spat, the hand of Amber's mother reaching out to stroke her father's cock. "No one's gonna fuck you with a face and body like that."

As Amber began to cry, her father's body groped her mother's, squeezing her tits and slapping her ass. Olivia moaned as Jack turned to speak. "You're worthless, you know that? I would say I hate you, but I don't really notice you enough to care. The only thing your fat fucking ugly face is good for is watching a sexier woman fuck me." Amber wept as Jack bent Olivia over and began to thrust into her. Olivia moaned, her large tits slapping together with each thrust. Amber's mother had always been a knockout -- the kind of woman gorgeous enough to draw her father into the faith, despite being agnostic. Her mother had told her over and over the importance of "inside beauty", but Amber could tell that men looked at her differently. Every time she walked into a room everyone stared, but whenever Amber followed they turned away. As she gazed at Jack's body, sweating as it fucked Olivia's, she felt... empty. Hot, sticky, sweaty. Without thinking, her hand began to rub between her legs.

Amber moaned as she felt a powerful urge take hold of her. She slipped a finger inside of her, weeping with frustration and desire. She began to moan along with Olivia as she watched her father's cock pounding like clockwork into her mother's body. In. Out. In. Out. Moan. In. Out. In. Out. Slap. Moan. Amber began to lose herself in the sex. "Please Jack..." she moaned, barely thinking. "Please let me join... I'll do anything..."

"You'll never be good enough you disgusting cunt". Jack whispered as he breathlessly fucked her mother. "You don't deserve me. There's no one who can make you deserve me. Except..." Amber's head jerked upwards as she listened. "Except who? Except who Jack PLEASE!". There was a long silence punctuated by the slap of her father's cock into Olivia's pussy.

"You know who Amber... say it... say the words..."

Amber tried to think through the fog, tried to remember back to what she was supposed to say... back before her life had been watching her lover and rival have sex. Back before she had been rubbing herself along with her parents' fucking. Out of the fog, a memory crystalized. So obvious, so clear. It was the way to get Jack... the way to become worthy. Without hesitation, she moaned:

"I give myself... to Satan now..."

Amber felt something within her give way. her body felt like it was exploding into fire, every nerve screaming out at once. With a loud cry, Amber's mind exploded with her first orgasm.