Transdim Thieves: Celeste

[Incubus]

Re: Transdim Thieves: Celeste

As she was violated, Celeste withdrew into the depths of her mind, hiding from the harsh reality that awaited her. She was only vaguely aware of what occurred as the entity plundered her holes with gleeful abandon.

Eventually, she became aware that it had stopped, and she was on the ground. Literally covered in thick, slimy goo in the places the tendrils had been, she was an absolute mess. 'Mm... it had been too long... although you certainly could have made it more fun for me,' the voice spoke in her mind. 'Still, I promised I would not consume you and you remain intact. Go forth and bring me sacrifices, if you value your all important prize...' it commanded ruthlessly, its voice still full of hunger.

 

[BlueSlime]

Re: Transdim Thieves: Celeste

Celeste thought of a tree on a distant world. A mighty oak tree whose roots were gnarled and as thick as trees themselves, looping out and into the earth around the tree's base. A low hanging branch had allowed this oak to be climbed by anyone with some leaping ability and the strength to pull themselves up onto the branch. Once you were past that initial point of difficulty, the rest of the tree opened up to you, and you were free to explore and ascend to the top. And once you stuck your head out of the foliage, you could see the sun drenched valley for miles around.

That was where her brother had taken her on lazy summer days. That was where they had practiced their first magical cantrips. She had taken her first feather fall leap from an upper branch, leaping and soaring those first few moments like a baby bird leaping from its nest for the very first time. She had cast the spell perfectly, much to the adulation of her brother and his best friend - who would eventually become her first serious boyfriend.

She gave up her virginity to him under that tree. It had been awkward and tense, but he had been sweet and he was just as hopeless as she had been. They had tried it several more times after that in different areas, but never again at that place. The more she thought about it as the years rolled by, the more she felt like she had given up her maidenhood to that place - that magical tree of her youth. She had not gone back to it since her brother disappeared, but in her mind it still existed. In her mind it was a place of safety, a refuge against all things.

She spent what felt like hours in that tree, staring out at the valley, listening to the chirping of birds, while in another time and place, a monster was ravaging her body, using her like a rag on which to expunge its vile seed.

She wove her way out of her dream state and back to reality, and noticed for the first time how sore and how dirty she truly was. Her ass and womb felt slick and full, and she had the thick taste of alien spunk in her mouth and on the back of her tongue. She coughed and spit up as much of it as she could, and tensed her muscles to expunge as much of the substance as she could from her lower holes. She gazed in dismay at her ruined garments, thankful at least that a few of her accessories were still intact. Her face paint had run and her deep eyeshadow and mascara was now splotchy and flowing down her cheeks in rivulets where her tears had flowed unconsciously.

"I will get you your sacrifices..." she said bitterly, and looking around the room for anything else of use and finding none, she stumbled out of the portal chamber, she would find a hiding spot and lie in wait for the next guard to come. When he did, she would sneak behind him and put her knife to his throat, her hands gripping his head in just the right way that she could either slice his throat or snap his neck. She would do neither right away however, as she needed information. She would hiss to the guard that if he made any sudden noise he'd die. Then she would ask him if there were any female priests or guards within the temple. After she got that answer, she'd decide what her second question would be.