Tales are told

With a flat, almost emotionless voice, Danielle told her story. Her aunt sat quietly as the details spilled out. It seemed to take forever, but finally she said "..and then I woke up, here." She searched her Aunt's face for a hint of disbelief. Instead, she stared out the window, her jawline firmly set in a quiet...anger?

"There is a legend in these woods, Dani. Of that creature you described, and others. They say it is the son of a witch that was burned in the town center in the old days. Others say its a demon brought up from Hell. " She turned her head to look at Dani with a deep sympathy. "Every girl in town has seen it, in dreams. We've all dreamt of its lair in the muck and the caverns. No one talks about it, especially none of the men. When a girl wanders into town, legs quivering and tears in their eyes, they ignore it or explain it away as a hillbilly with a mask. There is something deeply wrong in the town, Dani." Her normally strong voice was quivering. Suddenly, she got up, and left the room.

Dani lay back in the bed, and armed with this knowledge, closed her eyes. She let the images flow through her mind. The caverns were dark, but she saw signs of human occupation. An old chair. A glob of candle wax. In her dreams, it was on her again, steamy breath on the back of her neck. "Its not real." she said to herself, and tried to focus on the images forming around her. A short stairwell. Its slender fingers wrapped around her waist and drew her backwards, tossing her to the ground. She tried to get up, but was on all fours, staring down a deep, dark cavern. It sniffed at her crotch, and quickly mounted her.

In her bed, Dani winced. "It sure feels real." she thought. She tried to open her eyes, but realized that she had fallen asleep. Her mind screamed as it slid its cock into her, thrusting wildly and deeply, filling the cavern walls with the sounds of violation. As she bounced and groaned on the mud covered floor, she saw other shapes in the darkness ahead. She couldn't make them out. Suddenly, it growled. The shapes retreated into whatever holes they had crawled out of. It chortled and picked up the pace until she felt the knot again...

Dani woke, shivering from an orgasm. She was spread eagle above the covers, and it was dark. She looked down at herself, and gasped.