Hazy memories, terrible dreams, and awful truth.

Vivian saw the trees seem to bend over her as she walked along the forest path, looming over her, admonishing like stern parents. It opened as the trees finally relented, showing her the campsite. The fire sat amidst the three green pup tents, dancing with curves of amber, orange and red, sending little sparks up and around. She smelled the ash and felt the heat from it. Carly and Janine both looked up at her approach, smiling.

From behind them, a pair of amber eyes gleamed in the darkness. Before she could warn them, before she could open her mouth to scream, before she could think, the thing was on her, pawing at her, tearing away her clothes. Whatever arousal she felt at the scratches upon her skin as the thing's claws raced across her was buried beneath silent, gagging horror.

Carly and Janine were there. They were suddenly naked, and she could see them walking toward her. She reached out a quivering hand to beg for help, but Carly just smiled happily. Janine smirked and shook her head "no".

Vivian glanced back and forth, and Carly and Janine started to finger themselves. Carly puffed out hot breaths through billowing cheeks, half closing her eyes as she ravaged herself. Janine opened her mouth as she cupped one of her breasts in one hand, and her self in the other. he tongue lolled out like a wet, slick, pink snake, slathering her cheek from between arching fangs.

Vivian gasped, trapped, unable to speak, the weight atop her finally finding her folds, ramming deep within her, forcing its way inside. Her friends started to grow fur from between their legs, across their shoulders. Their faces bulged out as both of them shuddered in impending orgasm, their bodies filling out, becoming monstrous as they ravaged themselves.

In horror, Vivian looked down, and her hands, planted on the ground, rustled with growing hairs all over them. Her fingernails curled, and she felt the thing on her back, taking her...

She gasped, and the world rushed into her eyes.

Morning. The blue sky. She was at the camp.

Janine hovered over her, smiling. "Hey. You were dreaming."

Vivian shifted in place, and her body writhed against torn cloth and broken stakes on the ground. She felt sore inside, and she knew... No. Whatever truth welled up within her, she **** it down. A nightmare. That's all it was.

Janine smiled more broadly, still hovering over her. "Vivian? Something happened last night..."