Bad Dreams

In my dreams I walked with Lilith. Or rather we walked as one. I was upside down gazing along her slender red legs as she strolled through a fire and brimstone landscape. She walked on to a large shiny reflective surface and squatted down. I could see it all. Her beautiful pussy was on full display. She puckered her butthole and I could feel it like my nose had moved. In our shared mind she erased the name 'Jeffrey' and inscribed in the reflection, in me, the name cunt. I knew it was right. I felt soooo very right. I was her most intimate parts. Her pussy and asshole made up my whole being. I was her play thing, and dammit I loved it! She set our shared consciousness awash with memories and desires. She showed me what she would do with me. I would be stuffed full of dicks of all kinds from now until eternity. Never again would I live a single day without the taste of pungent seed coating the inside of both our holes. I would spend eternity gushing out her squirt, pissing out her urine and passing her waste. The sane part of my consciousness tried to fight back but a quiet part of me desperately wanted to give in. And Lilith's influence made that part grow louder and louder and louder until…

I woke up drenched in sweat. My underwear and chest were covered in semen. "Fuck what a crazy dream, uhhg I'm disgusting." I climbed out of bed and hopped in the shower.

SHHHHHHHHHH. The sound of the shower was relaxing my mind. "That dream was something else," I thought. "Maybe all of that stuff wasn't real, the angel and demon junk must have been a hallucination. I mean that shit can't be real," I said while lathering. I relaxed further and let my mind wander. "Giving me the form I truly crave? I don't even know what I want anymore. If I desire anything it's to not die a virgin. Yea that would be nice," I drifted into a daydream. "Yes I would love to experience sex. To feel my wet lips spread out for a big thick cock. To feel myself filled to bursting with a man's giant penis. To rub and clench on hot meat until it gives up it's delicious meal to me," I paused my cleaning. "What the fuck was I just thinking about?" I thought. I didn't normally daydream about that stuff. I only explored that fetish as a curiosity. I didn't actually want it to happen. Did I? "Whatever. I need to get ready for work or I'll be late," I quickly finished cleaning myself and changed for work.

Work. How I hated work. Not just my job, which sucked pretty bad. I hated work in general. I had slaved away all through my 20's at this go-nowhere tech job. Now, as I'm pushing 35 years old I get brain cancer with nothing to look forward to except a lonely cubicle, a shitty paycheck, and one year from now a shallow grave. I dreaded going to that office every day. Especially now. But bills don't pay themselves and I didn't plan to starve to ****.

I got in my car. The drive to work was relatively short, but it gave me enough time to contemplate my situation. While I waited at a traffic light I pulled out my phone to check my email. I caught my reflection in the screen and my mind momentarily drifted back to the previous night's dream. For a split second the face I saw wasn't mine, it was the ass end of a beautiful girl. Her pussy winking and butthole clenching in unison. Her ass cheeks coloured crimson red like blood. I shook the image from my mind. The light turned green. "I must be losing my mind. Fucking cancer," I thought.

I arrived at work and began my normal boring routine. The hours creeped by. Every free moment my mind had was inundated with vivid images of hot musky sex, all from the point of view of a wet, needy vagina. My productivity was shot. It was impossible to get anything done with a raging hard on. I went to the bathroom to wash my face but when I looked up into the mirror I saw it again. Clear as day. My face was gone and before me was the reflection of a demon's back end. Where my head should be I saw two plump ass cheeks. They crowned wide spread legs where my arms should be. Smack dab in the middle was a hot dripping pussy and a tight pink asshole. They flexed at me as I moved my mouth and flared my nostrils. I got closer and examined my reflection. I reached up to touch my lips and a hand appeared from between the thick legs to massage the sloppy pussy lips. "I felt that. Wow I felt that!" My mind fizzled as it processed two sets of inputs. One from human lips and hands, the other a surreal pleasure unlike anything I had ever experienced. Blinking didn't remove the vision from my sight. Nothing did. Someone exited a stall and began washing his hands beside me. "Hey Paul," I asked cautiously, "what do you see in this mirror here." Paul paused. Looked at the mirror then back to me.

"All I see is you being weird again Jeff," he dried his hands and turned to leave. I stared at the cheeks in front of me in awe. I had never been so aroused in my life.

Finally, 4pm rolled around and I could leave. I entered my car and sat there with my arms cushioning my head against the steering wheel. "Why am I thinking like this?" The question hung in my mind.

"Because that's how pussies think my dear," a voice replied from inside my head. "They're all sex all the time. Well most of the time," the voice giggled.

"This is all your doing isn't it Lilith!" I yelled.

"Not so directly, I'm merely providing my future private part a taste of what's to come," she enunciated the last word suggestively.

"I don't want this, so stop it. You know this isn't what I want so just give it to me already!" I yelled at the fantom.

"In good time my tender little kitty, but not until you're ready," she laughed maniacally.

"The fuck does that mean!?" I cursed. But she was gone again. Leaving me angry and sexually frustrated.

I had errands to do before going home. My fridge was empty and I had been living off pizza and beer for too long. "I'll hit the grocery store quickly, then the pharmacy for my meds then home. I won't let Lilith win. I can do this. I can do this," my mantra wasn't doing much for the growing anxiety in my gut but I had to try something.