Sleep was never Keri’s strong suite, she spent most nights of her life struggling to find the peace her mind deserved. The only time she ever slept decently, was after a good fight in the practice ring. Since that hasn’t happened in a while…forcing her mind to sleep was a fight onto itself. Once asleep however, getting up was even harder. Every morning she clawed at her dreams in complete defiance, and ultimately failed. Sometimes it took setting two alarm clocks, sometimes it took her girlfriend giving her a special wake up call. Some nights, like this one, Keri found herself swimming in the miasma of her imagination. Her subconscious building entire worlds for her to explore and get lost in, layer upon layer of confusing synapses that she really didn’t want to wake up from.
I’m so hungry…her thoughts and actions drifted like leaves in the wind. One second she wrapped her wet tongue around a thick cock, the next she was running from something. One brief moment in time she was stretching in a downward dog position while sweating in yoga class, the next she was doing pull ups with ridiculously heavy flaps for her breasts weighing her down. Keri ran through a curtain of purple rain, her imagination creating a better world in her dreams then she could ever have in life. No matter how far her feet carried her, she never seemed to reach her destination. In fact the further Keri ran, the farther her hopes and dreams seemed to be.
Eventually she stopped running, the concept of defeat sank into her bones. There was a surge of fear that came with it. While she slept Keri’s subconscious amplified her feelings, fear and anxiety mixed together. She no longer felt the warm purple rain, or static electricity in the air. Instead she felt something cold and rough scrape against her back. With it came a new series of feelings.
Suddenly she felt the touch of cold and damp stone scrap against her bare back. The smell of mould and mildew surrounded her. But that didn’t seem bother her. Why would it? If sticky white substances no longer bothered her, why would something like this?
This is so fucking kinky, I love it! Keri had her hands bound overhead, a thick chain linked to the cuffs on both wrists. They rattled each time she made any movement. Her throat was wrapped in a thick leather choker, layer upon layer of chains linked it to a belly chain along her hips, and nipple clamps squeezing the buds of her jubilant twins. Her thick biceps bulged, her shoulders tensed. She imagined she was doing pull-ups, she gripped the wet chains. They jingled under her fingertips.
A shadow casted over her, a single blue ray of light broke through the gloom. She knew who it was without need of it. Fynn Burns strolled in front of her and studied the expression on her face. “You’re enjoying this aren’t you?” His voice was dragging, and sounded remarkably like Brutus’s. He wasn’t wrong, the fear and excitement was unlike anything she had ever experienced. She bit her lip, her cheeks flustered. Fynn leaned close to her, his hand brushing the side of her left breast. He smelled like sweat and smoke.
Keri moaned under his touch, every sense was heightened ten fold. Keri wanted more, not just for him to touch her but to fill the void in her stomach. Time slowed to a crawl, every minute of which was exciting. Keri looked into his eyes, except it wasn’t his eyes she was peering into.
Fynn chuckled beside with himself, “Tell me what you want.”
Keri’s throat seemed very dry, “I want you to fuck me…” Her legs were shaking, she was soaking wet.
Fynn pinched the bud of her nipple and played with the bronze clamp, the sharp pain sent shivers down her spine. “Say it like you mean it babe,” His voice was razor sharp.
Keri’s stomach quivered, “Fuck me, fuck my tiny pussy!”
She felt his lips grace her own, it wasn’t passionate but rushed. As their lips parted he spread her legs wide. “Good girl,” His voice changed again. Is that you Jonathan?
Everything froze, except her burning desires. She quickly forgot about how odd his voice was, she didn’t care anymore. Shut up and fuck me asshole! Why was he taking so long! Damnit the cuffs are digging into my skin! I want this, I need this. Her legs were spread wide as he positioned himself. Suddenly his pants were gone. She thought that was strange? His manhood was somehow twice the size she remembered!
“Keri…” Sena strolled into the barren room behind him, naked and bound in tight robes. Keri looked up at her with a frightened expression.
Oh Sena, beautiful Sena, what took you so damn long? “Sena…” Keri whispered her name in longing. This is perfect, we could both share masters cock!
Fynn wrapped his arm around Sena’s shoulders which instantly made Keri angry. She tried to speak out loud but found her voice wouldn’t carry. Don’t touch her! Only I can touch her! He pushed Sena close to Keri with the grace of a horny gorilla. As their bodies met with a thud, Keri felt her skin melt into her girlfriends embrace. Sena’s perfume overcame the smell of sour mildew. Sena’s tall feminine body burned against Keri’s smaller toned frame. Their heartbeats intertwined and roared like a wistful ballad, “Oh fuck yes.”
Bound together, newly wrought chains wrapping around them. Keri’s chin rested into the base of her Sena’s neck, Keri tasted Sena’s salty skin.
Suddenly Keri felt her inflated tummy rub against Sena’s. What? She looked down at their heavily pregnant bellies and sagging breasts. Spurts of cream siphoned from erect nipples, drooling down their bloated bodies and onto the floor.
What the fuck! When did I get….how…what! Keri looked up at Sena’s face. Sena had a completely jaded expression, her eyes were pitched black.
“Sena!” A pair of talon length fingers speared through her shoulders, and dragged her away in one quick motion. Something wearing Fynn’s skin tore through Sena in grueling horror. Chains shattered, blood drenched Keri’s skin, and new shadows surrounded her.
Keri tried to move, the chains bound tighter against her wrists. The Skitter approached like a fiend in the night, its corpse drawn breathe threatening to choke her.
“NO go away,” its towering frame had Jonathans face! Its silver tongue descended to Keri’s stomach.
“GO away!”
“Wake up!” A voice broke through the dream. Keri shoved the shadow hovering over her away with every ounce of strength she had; not knowing it was her own roommate.
“Ouch!” Marybeth cried out as she landed on her tailbone.
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Keri was sweating, her hair was sticky and damp. “Jesus Christ!” She was in shock, It took a few seconds for her to rationalize that she was in her dorm room, and she wasn’t alone. The dream was fading but the memory of her oversized stomach made her panic. She threw the bedsheets off of herself to reveal just her usual fit frame.
Next to her Sena screeched from the sudden draft of cold air, “What are you doing!” She curled into a tight ball.
“Sorry honey,” Keri didn’t realize she was even there. She looked at her roomie who was laying on the floor, “Sorry MB, you scared me.”
“I scared you! You were screaming!” Marybeth got to her feat. She was wearing her usual nightgown and her hair was a mess.
Sena rolled over, wrapped her arms around Keri’s waist, and pulled her onto the bed, “You were cuddling so nicely at first. Did you have a bad dream?” Her voice was slurred and sounded tired.
Keri let her pull her back to the bed, the lamp posts outside glowed through the windows, “Fuck me,” Keri brushed her hair back and suddenly felt her girlfriend tease her with delicate fingertips, “No sorry, not literally fuck me, just…fuck me.”
“lets just go back to sleep,” Sena sounded disappointed.
“Seriously! When did you get in here!” Marybeth complained.
Now that you mention it? Keri wondered the same question herself. “Yeah when did you get here hun?” Keri distinctly remembered being alone that night.
Sena groaned, “Victoria kicked me out, and I was really horny…I snuck in and saw you were already passed out so I didn’t want to wake you…but”
“So you thought it was ok to just jump right in!” Marybeth cut her off. She was clearly tired, too tired to argue much further, “Fuck it, your gross.” Marybeth returned to her side of the room and laid flat on her own bed, “Seriously when aren’t you horny…” Marybeth finished with a yawned.
Sena responded with a small whimper. “Good point,” Sena pulled the covers back over Keri and herself.
Keri relaxed, letting Sena’s breathe brush the back of her neck.
“Hey, you have to meet with Fynn tomorrow don’t you…” Sena held her tighter while asking.
“Yeah,” Keri almost forgot, “Some stupid rave at his frat house, and homecoming is next week.”
Keri felt Sena kiss her back, “I can’t wait for this year to be over.”
“You just want me all to yourself.” Keri felt a pair of fingers reach down her waist.
“you know it honey,” Sena’s feet were freezing next to her own, “I can’t believe its been a month already, you don’t have to deal with him much longer.”
Keri bit her lip, she felt her lovers fingertips flick the nub of her swollen clit, “Thanks…for not leaving me…I don’t want to lose you.”
Her girlfriend kissed her again on the neck, Keri wondered if she was going to give her a hickie again. “You won’t, I promise.”
“Are you still horny?” Keri knew the answer already, she swiveled around so she laid face to face with her, then tested the wetness of her girlfriends swollen lower lips. Sena moaned under her touch and began digging her fingernails into Keri’s back.“Please just stop and go to sleep!?” Marybeth screamed toward them
“Ok ok!” Keri didn’t want to stop, but her sexual cravings were not enough to keep herself from yawning, “sorry love.”
Sena smirked, kissed her on the cheek and licked her fingers in front of her, “Hold me tight and have sweet dreams.”
Keri closed her eyes, and cuddled tightly against Sena. It wasn’t long before she drifted to sleep again.
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