The Cursed Night
You have always been attractive, which has helped you to deceive and rob so many men. But your body now dilates and contracts as if it were clay in the hands of an ardent artist.
Waist hourglass, voluptuous turgid breasts and juicy lips made to sin. But other, much deeper changes, make you scream. There are snakes inside of you, even worse they are part of your... noble parts .
You can hear them whisper in your mind; wanting to mate and infect, spread your corruption to the whole world; thankfully, your new two serpents are inside your organ, so are invisible.
You blackout momentarily, when you open your eyes the carnage and the destruction is around you. You gaze panicky your whole body searching for any wound.
Absolutely nothing. You are taller and slender, you get dizzy at the confirmation that it was not a dream. You lick the air with your tongue feeling an excitement you never felt. You unconsciously moan, your body desperately wants to mate, releasing your infection. Your new body moves only in complete darkness in confidence, following senses that you do not understand.
The partial burned and mutilated corpses of men the smell is horrible, a mixture of burned wood and dusty skin you should feel bad, run away from the site... However, it makes your mouth water just imagining you naked over the bodies.
Your mind tries to fight these new cravings that make your blood boil: What's wrong with me? This is ridiculous!
A sinister laugh comes from within, obliterating your soul: "You cannot oppose to my desires, mortal. The sooner you accept it, the sooner you will see the immense powers I bestowed upon you; it all comes down to letting yourself go or die. I don't care, I will raise your corpse, the moment you die."
What should I do? My whole body drags me into a dark and sinful act that will change me forever, transforming me into a monster.
You bite a finger hard, eager to feel something other than that sick desire. But, as soon as your blood flows from the wound, it heals instantly, as if nothing has happened.
The voice seductively whispers: "My gift has more benefits than you can imagine, mortal."
Waist hourglass, voluptuous turgid breasts and juicy lips made to sin. But other, much deeper changes, make you scream. There are snakes inside of you, even worse they are part of your... noble parts .
You can hear them whisper in your mind; wanting to mate and infect, spread your corruption to the whole world; thankfully, your new two serpents are inside your organ, so are invisible.
You blackout momentarily, when you open your eyes the carnage and the destruction is around you. You gaze panicky your whole body searching for any wound.
Absolutely nothing. You are taller and slender, you get dizzy at the confirmation that it was not a dream. You lick the air with your tongue feeling an excitement you never felt. You unconsciously moan, your body desperately wants to mate, releasing your infection. Your new body moves only in complete darkness in confidence, following senses that you do not understand.
The partial burned and mutilated corpses of men the smell is horrible, a mixture of burned wood and dusty skin you should feel bad, run away from the site... However, it makes your mouth water just imagining you naked over the bodies.
Your mind tries to fight these new cravings that make your blood boil: What's wrong with me? This is ridiculous!
A sinister laugh comes from within, obliterating your soul: "You cannot oppose to my desires, mortal. The sooner you accept it, the sooner you will see the immense powers I bestowed upon you; it all comes down to letting yourself go or die. I don't care, I will raise your corpse, the moment you die."
What should I do? My whole body drags me into a dark and sinful act that will change me forever, transforming me into a monster.
You bite a finger hard, eager to feel something other than that sick desire. But, as soon as your blood flows from the wound, it heals instantly, as if nothing has happened.
The voice seductively whispers: "My gift has more benefits than you can imagine, mortal."