Fear of that calibre tends to royally flush one’s system with overriding dread and rid any capacity for warm loving cuddly feelings... although I have to admit that there was a glimmer of affection for this being. I mean it was all over me. I couldn’t help but feel a little overwhelmed that it had somehow somewhy decided to.. I don’t know.. introduce itself to me in such a forceful manner. It took me unawares, plucked me right out of my dream and suffocated itself upon me.
But maybe this isn’t the time and place to discuss such matters.
Keep hoping and praying that your ultimate seed comes home.
No I won’t let it go.
At least not until you cease to torment me.
(04-07-2020, 02:57 AM)Guest Wrote: [ -> ]Listen your gonna have to pay me $100,000 for my sperm sample.
On the real though, I get the impression you like being dominated...
That's kind of a reversal of roles, and I am against role reversals between men and wimmins.
You're a good storyteller though, you should write a whacked out succubi romance novel or something.
YYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSS.
This story reminds me of The Witching Hour by Ann Rice. The female doctor in the story was trying to get a demon to interdimensionally impregnate her.
(04-07-2020, 11:47 AM)Guest Wrote: [ -> ]The female doctor in the story was trying to get a demon to interdimensionally impregnate her.
I've been having interdimensional sex for YEARRRSSS.
As for the storyteller Guest guy, I think maybe his dreamworld experiences are symbolic...
Maybe he feels unable to speak on a situation or adequately express himself over certain matters.
Sounds like a lot of digital influences too.
Although, I feel like the answer to self-expression could be via a digital medium. Maybe not though.
Maybe there's somebody in his real life that he needs to tell off.