Wet dreams on Elm St.

*All characters are fictional and above the age of consent.

It started out as a simple rumour originating from the college. Whispers among the older students of dark, terrible things haunting their dreams. Vile things. Horrifying things. But most troublingly, sexy things.

When people started disappearing the rumour spread around town, the wider community scoffing at any suggestion of the supernatural at first - but when prominent townsfolk started to claim that they had experienced the dreams themselves, people started to take the threat much more seriously.

When the Mayor was found dead, his face contorted in a rictus of bliss, his exposed crotch caked in dry semen, outright panic struck. Coffee disappeared permanently from the shelves of the local shops and the pharmacies quickly sold out of anything that might even slightly prevent sleep.

There were sceptics of course, not least the police who were convinced that the missing persons and untimely of the Mayor were clearly the work of criminals, not some otherworldly . In fact the police chief was certain - he had witnessed the body up close, seen the wounds. The autopsy confirmed it... the Mayor had been bound and , his anus brutally broken apart although admittedly, no semen but his own was detected at the scene. He had also been choked, although it was too early to determine one hundred percent whether this was from the grip of an assailant or some kind of auto-erotic misadventure.

Whatever it was, the threat was real and while the police searched for the culprit, the townfolk did whatever they could to stay safe. Those who claimed to have seen the dream invading entity told varying tales of their encounter, some having seemingly experienced much more explicit imagery and sensations than others. The thing seemed to attack people differently depending on their personalities, their weaknesses and, it became increasingly apparent, their desires.

It was in this unprecedented shitstorm that certain townsfolk found their heroic side, while others faltered. Succumbed. Their failings at the very least serving as a lesson to the survivors.

Soon everyone in town knew the stakes. When confronted by the thing, resist at all costs. Do. Not. Cum.