Wednesday, July 18, 2012

The Antlion (Part 3)



Background on art: A sketch that Faustie did prior to the final pieces in the series, I thought the sketch was pretty cool and hope he doesn't mind including the unfinished piece here.



(continued from Part  2...)

This treatment continued for several days. The tentacles would ravage us and then release us, leaving us panting and exhausted; then we would retreat to the corner furthest from the monster. Several hours would pass, and the ordeal would start all over. Though I had originally decided the creature was like some mutant octopus I later decided it was more like a mutant sea anemone. It physically resembled an anemone, with its body moth and tentacles. With few features, it seemed like some cross between a plant and an animal. It did not seem to have any consciousness or awareness, let alone intelligence. Its tentacles were its only movement and those only moved when it was seizing and ravaging Stacy and I. Otherwise the thing lied completely dormant. I wondered if the creature actually was some sort of sea anemone that had been undiscovered by humans or if it was some sort of alien from another planet. Though I couldn’t be sure, I decided it was probably the latter. Whatever this thing was, it seemed to prey on humans and if this thing had been on earth all along, surely we would know about it. Or perhaps it was still undiscovered because the only humans that saw it were the poor women who fell into its trap. I decided in the end that it did not matter. The answer to its origins did not make Stacy’s and my nightmare any more or less bearable.

(continued after the jump...)


Monday, July 9, 2012

Weird Science (Part 4)


Background on Art:  The final piece of my Weird Science Commission.  A fantastic series by Faustie.


(Continued from Part 3...)

 As time went on, I could feel the brood in my belly begin to move around. My stomach was so swollen and there was so much movement that I became positive that more than one "baby" was growing inside me. This was confirmed some time later when I woke from a particularly delicious Mark dream to the sounds of my blonde neighbor as she began to gasp and moan. By this time her belly had grown obscenely large. I looked over at her, the noises she was making different from the regular noises of pleasure she and all of us made. The tentacles in her vagina, mouth, and anus actually withdrew from her body, yet she continued to moan.


(story continued after jump...)



Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Weird Science (Part 3)


Background on Art: Part 3 of 4 of my commission.  I came up with the general idea that the poor damsel would be secured in some sort of next, secured by tentacles while the things in her womb gestated.  Faustie took that idea and made a great piece of art.  The orbs were completely his idea and I had a lot of fun trying to tell a story based on the power of those orbs.  I thought it really took the ideaaway from a traditional "tentacle" story and made it unique.




(continued from Part 2...)


I didn't even notice the persons enter the room but suddenly I heard footsteps and five individuals circled me. The figures wore what could best be described as spacesuits, or maybe radiation or hazmat suits. They wore helmets with darkened visors and I could not see their faces. They looked like regular people, except that they were all incredibly short, all less than five feet tall. I whimpered as they approached me, too weak to form words, but I prayed these spacesuits were here to rescue me, to take me home. The spacesuits said nothing to me. They just approached me and two grabbed me by my shoulders, while two others grabbed my legs, and I was lifted up into the air. I moaned softly "someone please help me." Still silent, they ignored my plea. The fifth spacesuit held out a black hood. Before I could say anything further, he shoved it over my head, blacking out my vision. Crying softly, but too weak to fight them, I felt myself being carried away. I was carried for some time, the hood preventing me from knowing where I was being taken.

 (story continued after jump...)



Friday, June 29, 2012

The Antlion (Part 2)



Background on Art: The second and final part of this commission, showing what the "antlion" had in store for its poor "ants."  As I mentioned before, this was only a 2 part comission but the story will have several more parts. 

(Continued from Part 1...)

I turned to where Stacy looked with wide terrified eyes and saw what had dragged us underground.  Whatever it was, it was not of this world.  The creature actually did sort of resemble an octopus, or at least a mutant one.  Its body was a round green mass and the dozen tentacles that had grabbed us sprouted from the creature’s body and writhed around in the air.  In the center of the creature’s body it had a large opening, surrounded by a red swollen “lip.”  Slime or drool or some other substance leaked from the opening, and I got the impression, right or wrong, that this was the creature’s mouth.  Other than this mouth and the tentacles, the thing had no discernible features.  It had no visible eyes, no nose, and no limbs or other appendages other than the writhing tentacles.  The creature’s central mass was large, probably five feet tall and almost as wide and long.  My first instinct was that this thing meant to eat me; it looked big enough to swallow up a human and the “mouth” looked big enough that I could fit through it.  As big as its mass was, the tentacles did not seem big enough to make the thing very mobile and so Stacy and I ran to the corner furthest from the creature, pressing against the wall, hoping we were out of its reach.  The cavern we were in was perhaps fifteen feet by fifteen feet, which did not allow us to put too much space between us and the monster.  The creature’s tentacles were long enough that the distance did not matter and several shot forward and grabbed us.  Tentacles wrapped around my wrists and began dragging me back toward the creature.  I frantically tried to pull away but the creature was incredibly strong, and it was no use.  Other tentacles grabbed Stacy and began to drag her towards the creature as well.  We both screamed loudly, helpless as we were pulled closer and closer.

(story continued after the jump...)


Thursday, June 28, 2012

Index of Stories


Not my commission and no story by me connected to these pieces.  George Lucas has already perverted the Star Wars series enough, he doesn't need my help.  But I liked the picture, so I made it my cover photo for my new Index Page, which lists all of the stories currently on the blog.  Each time I add a new story, or a new part of a continuing story, I will update this page.

Links to each story are posted below...


Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Weird Science (Part 2)



Background on Art:
Part 2 of 4 of my Commission. As I mentioned previously, I had only given Faustie a general theme, and the idea of the creature and it's unique method of reproduction was all his. The first two pictures conveyed that the creature was actually some sort of robot, servicing the plot of some unknown captors. Based on that, I requested that the next two depict the nefarious purpose of our damsel's capture, and Faustie took it in a great direction, one that was very creative. But you will have to wait for Part 3 to see that. (Or cheat and go on his website)

(Continued From Part 1...)

I felt the tentacle slither up the back of my thigh and began to rub against my crotch and I let out a panicked scream, realizing what the monster intended. I felt the thing wriggling between the pedals of my vagina and I let out a gasp as suddenly it began working relentlessly into my dry, tight hole. I started bucking wildly, trying in vain to pull away from the exploring tentacle but then suddenly it drove forward hard, pushing itself fully into me and I let out a tortured wail. The thing began pumping in and outside of me like a piston and I screamed, helpless as it drove in and out of me. I barely noticed another tentacle slide between my buttocks but I felt it when it drove hard into my ass. That one evidently did not find what it was looking for and quickly withdrew but the one in my pussy pumped in and out of me for a minute or two before it finally swelled and then I felt fluid gushing into my battered hole. I cried out in dismay as I felt the thing cumming inside me. Then as the tentacle withdrew from me, I let out a weak sigh thinking my assault was over. But little did I know that this tentacle was only preparing me for things to come, lubricating my pussy for the true fucking I was about to receive.

(story continued after jump)



Saturday, June 23, 2012

The Antlion (Part 1)




Background on Art:
For this commission, I requested from Faustie a scene involving two damsels strolling on the beach where they were ambushed by a creature.  The creature was to be roughly like an "antlion," in that it lurked under the sand and ambushed its prey and pulled it in.  This was a two part commission but I have decided to really expand on the story so it will be more than two parts.




(Prologue…)

It was 3 AM local time and outside of the luxurious beachside resort in Thailand, the only noise that filled the peaceful night’s air was that of the waves rolling in and out. Up in the sky, amongst the full moon and thousands of stars, a single star shot through the sky. Falling rapidly, it began to glow red as it entered the earth’s atmosphere. With a dull whistle it shot rapidly towards the beach, but as it neared the sea level it rapidly slowed. Still, it struck the sandy beach with a lot of force, and in an explosion of sand, it created a small crater. At that hour, there was no one about so no one saw the meteor strike the surface. If they had, they would have noticed that thing that had fallen from the sky was actually not a meteor, but some sort of glowing metal capsule. The capsule started to rotate like a drill bit and slowly dug itself even deeper, the sand around it falling on top of it as it did, filling the hole that it made behind it until it was completely buried. Still the capsule dug, deeper, hundreds of feet, for a destination and purpose unknown. When the high tide came in the water eroded what remained of the hole, filling the small crater with sand and erasing all evidence of the impact.


(story continued after jump)