Chapter 7 - An Unexpected Visitor

Jane sat up with a start. As the duvet settled and her head was no longer on the pillows she could start to hear the faint sounds of the city. She could hear distant passing train and a light wind could be heard.

The curtains were open and her netting was swaying in the breeze. The swaying of the netting cast irregular shadows over the badly kept apartment. Upmarket, at the time of purchase barely in Jane's price range, luckily she had saved enough that she was still able to keep up with the mortgage, but it wouldn't last long. The summer's air was coming in through the open window.

It was night time. They had fucked till morning and slept all day.

Apparently, she had been in a dominant mood enough to not let May sleep in the bed with her… Again.

May was naked lying on the floor. She looks comfortable enough.

Jane had seemingly completely forgot, or did not feel guilty about drugging her friend and lying about it. Maybe there was still enough of the saliva in her system for it to not bother her.

She moved her legs over the edge of the bed and got up.

The summer breeze ran across her back.

Jane looked around. Slowly becoming aware of her surroundings in her slightly still drunk and saliva warped mind.

Hmmmmm, did I put the latex paint away last night? Did May take off her sexy lil leotard.

Jane looked down. She was naked.

I'm naked… I'm never naked.

She looked over to the bed, there was no sign of any latex, no sign of the pot of green goo she had left there. No sign of anything.

She walked over and opened the wardrobe. All her outfits were gone. She looked at the walls, The photos and paper cuttings and printouts were all gone.

Its gone, Its all gone. Why… How?

Her computer was gone. Anything relating to her research over the last few months was all gone.

Fuck… I know she comes in here while I'm asleep. But why would she take all my stuff! WHAT the fuck has the last few months been about if she's going to make it all disappear.

The woman had been in her apartment again. It happened from time to time. Jane would wake up with the windows open, fresh drool on her carpet, sheets and sometimes her face. But since the cold nights had ended, it never woke Jane up.

WHAT THE HELL! Jane was angry, Really angry. But had nothing she could do about it.

She went to make coffee. He eyes were caught by her desk.

My list! My list of churches It's still there.

Jane picked up the list.

No…

On the list, all the churches she hadn't yet had a chance to visit were now crossed off. But they weren't crossed off in ink. She moved the paper around. Each one had a shiny, thin, black, spiderweb like strand crossing them.

All except one.

YES!

Jane, without thinking of the consequences ran to the kitchen, grabbed her car keys, popped on some blue pumps and threw her pale trench coat on and ran outside to her car.

Leaving May inside to sleep on the floor.

As Jane drove the thoughts were racing through her mind.

What answers am I going to find. What does she want me to know. What will I find. Fuck I hope this is the church.

Jane went slightly mad. It was a long drive from her house, slightly out of the city. The time couldn't have gone fast enough for Jane. Her obsessive months were coming to an end.

Hopefully.

She turned left.

The spire of the church could now be seen. Tall, gothic, Perfect.

She pulled up at the gate. Parking her prius like an absolute asshole. The Jane before that fateful night would have never left her car like that. Half blocking the vehicle gate to the church, half on the pavement. But her mind wasn't on the car. She didn't even lock it as she ran into the church.

The door was heavy, wooden and large. She pushed it open with a struggle. She stepped into the church, it was dark, it oddly enough, seemed colder than outside. The door loudly clanged behind her. A priest at the back of the room turned around to see her. He gave a pious bow and continued with whatever he was doing.

She slowly walked down the aisle. Her shoes were quiet, but not as silent as the church, the sound of her footsteps bounced around the cavernous room. She saw the confession box at the end, to the left of the altar. She was nearing it. The priest looked up again as she came close to him, he was arranging flowers for the weekends services. She gave him a nod and turned left at the top of the pews. The confession box was in front of her. Half of it was slightly shinier, slightly newer and with slightly different carving on it. She walked round the newer side. She looked down and saw it. There on the floor was four deep scratches in the stone. One of them must have been Two inches deep. Jane crouched down putting her fingers inside one of them. The stone felt cold. Unmoving. Solid. Yet this man like creature had ripped it to pieces. Carving out the floor of this object which had formed over thousands of years. The thought felt poignant in Jane's head. It wasn't arousing. Just tempting.

She heard a door open, thinking the priest was leaving.

She heard a couple of high heeled clicks echo round the church.

She stood up and turned around. Back in the corner of the church stood a nun, She noded at Jane then walked through the door. Jane could see a Staircase through the door. The nun didn't close the door but as she walked up the stairs, Jane saw her Boots. Her high heeled boots. The image of the nun popped back into Jane's head. Her completely black outfit. Not a white habit in sight. And high heeled boots. And she must have been about 22, and young.

Its Her

Jane looked towards the priest. His eyes were wide and knowing. He shook his head. But barely. Turned and scurried off, away from Jane and the door the woman had disappeared through.

Jane ran across the church and down the aisle. Over to the door.

She walked through. It was a tall square shape with a staircase going round the edge. She started walking up. It was high, but Jane was determined. Every step took her closer to the woman she had been searching for for so long.

The stairs felt like they went on forever.

Higher and higher.

Jane started to sweat. Suddenly aware that she only had her pumps and her coat on.

She was nearly there.

She got to the top. The wooden door in front of her was closed. Like the front door it looked heavy. Jane panted slightly at the top of the stairs. She was pretty sure if she opened this door her life would change forever.

Jane turned the handle. Pushed open the door. It creaked quietly.

There was the church bell in the middle of the room. With the rope going down a hole in the centre of the room. it was very dark and each side had an open wall leading out into the world. The side in front of her had the city skyline in the distance.

Standing with her back to Jane. Was the woman.

She was completely naked. Her olive skin was shining in the moonlight. Her figure was unbelievable. Athletic, Sexy, Strong yet extremely feminine. Her perky bottom looked like May's when she had her biggest high heels on. But the woman had nothing on her feet. Jane expected a lot. But she never expected this.

The woman's body moved slightly, she was obviously very aware of Jane's Presence.

She was staring out over the city seemingly muttering to herself. But Jane couldn't hear what she was saying.

Jane needed to say something. Although now terrified of what was about to happen.

God that's a great bum.

"Why did you bring me here?" Jane finally managed to get out of her lips.

That wasn't anywhere near as forceful as I wanted to be.

"Because It wanted you here." The voice was like silk. Deeper than most females. Sexy, sultry and very matter of fact.

The woman turned around, slowly.

Her legs were subtly muscled. Her stomach toned and taut yet not overly so. She had amazing pert breasts.

Oh my god

Jane was staring at the woman's camel toe. Large and puffy, it looked soft but was also slightly red at the lips. As if freshly fucked.

That's hot

The woman's face was beautiful. Like absolute perfection. Symmetrical, blemishless skin and framed perfectly by short black hair. She was prettier than Jane remembered.

Those eyes, those black eyes. They were locked onto Jane again.

Jane knew that it was a redundant question. But she couldn't help but ask it.

"What's It?" Jane asked, almost knowing what was about to happen. Her voice shook slightly.

On que. Seemingly out of nowhere. Black tendrils started appearing at the woman's feet. They wrapped animalistically up her legs. It looked like they were clawing their way up. As the tendrils got to her thighs the outside carried on, but the inside stopped and came away from her legs. The tendrils came together in between her legs, formed a bit of a mass. Then plunged into her pussy, pooled out and carried on up her crotch and stomach. The woman's face was in ecstasy. Her mouth lolled open. Her eyes rolled back. Jane felt her pussy stirring. I'm getting wet. The tendrils carried on up her body. They they got to her breasts, they seemed to push them up and rub them, she could see them shaking slightly as the tendrils covered it. The stuff got to her shoulders and started to go down her arms. The tendrils were now going down her arms and up her neck. Once again it clawed its way down her throat. Jane could hear the slight gagging sound coming from her throat. It covered her head, completely. It wrapped around her fingers. It started stirring. The clawed hands appeared, her slightly high heeled feet, now Jane was closer, she could see that as well as the heels it formed toes that were long and animal like with claws on the end. The mouth opened. She held up her hands out to her sides as if presenting her to Jane. The white spider slowly appeared on her now bigger breasts and the tendrils stopped moving as vigorously. The mouth seemed to smile. In a shockingly human voice. Monstrous and eerie, like there was more than one voice was speaking at the same time. But it still shocked Jane that the thing could even speak english rather than the screeching it made before in her bedroom.

"WE! Brought you here!" With that, the giant serpent like teeth were shown as the large jaw opened and the snake like tongue flopped out salivating the green goo that Jane had become so acquainted with.

I shouldn't be this horny…

She pulled her arms round in front of her and formed fists. Out of the back of her hands shot black web lines. All of a sudden her movements sped up, inhumanly fast. She got Jane's knees. Pulled Jane over. Then webbed her hands up so they were stuck to the vaults in the ceiling. Webbed her jacket and ripped it off. Then shot a glob that shut her mouth so Jane couldn't open it.

Jane was on her knees, arms up unable to move them. She was naked and left staring at this woman. She walked round behind Jane and Jane tried to turn her neck so she could see. She couldn't. The woman grabbed her shoes and shuffled her legs so they were more open. This was when Jane realised truly how tight the web's on her arms were, virtually supporting her whole weight. The woman ripped her shoes off and webbed her calfs to the floor so she couldn't move them at all.

Well… I'm pretty much fucked.

She heard noises a light tapping, like a cat's paw's on a wooden floor, from behind. Then above. Jane craned her neck upwards. Nothing. Then the woman appeared, crawling along the ceiling, at the top of the spire. She came down the roof. Onto the wall. The way she did it was sort of like a spider with long sweeping movements, like it was effortless. As she got to the bottom of the beams she carried on along the floor. Mouth open and tongue waggling. Drool dropping below her. She was so low to the ground that one of her nipples grazed a pool of the drool. Her dead white eyes were staring at Jane as she came at her the teeth looked like they could tear anything to bits. Her long fingers although claw like, didn't seem to be gripping the floor. She got closer and closer to Jane. Her jaws seemed to open, and open and open, impossibly wide. Like she could swallow the whole of Jane's upper body in one go.

Jane closed her eyes as the woman was about to eat her.

No no no no no no no … This wasn't what I expected.

Nothing happened. Jane felt a breeze. It smelt sweet. Nothing happened. Another breeze.

Oh fuck, is she just breathing on me.

Jane opened one eye. All she could see was the inside of the monstrous mouth. The tongue was really close to her mouth… Wriggling. The throatal gurgling as the tongue moved was really loud being that close to her face.

"mmmmmpfh," Jane struggled backwards, she maybe moved her head a couple of centimetres but from her shoulder down didn't move at all really. She tried to open her mouth but didn't get anywhere.

The mouth snapped shut. Had the tongue not moved so fast it would have been bitten off. The head didn't have any lips. The teeth just interlocked to create a virtual seal. But some thick green saliva still seeped through the gaps. Like a constant stream.

What I would give to have some of that in me right now. It was make this so much easier. What the hell is she doing with me?

There was a slurping sound… Like when the mask appeared. But the mask didn't move it stayed closed.

The sound stopped.

The mouth began to open, Instead of the deep red of the tongue and venomous mouth. It was skin coloured. A nose. The mouth kept opening. Sliding over the woman's face as it emerged from within. Her eyes and mouth were closed. She was humming. Or is she? No she's moaning. The mouth got to her forehead and chin. She could see a bit of the women's fringe poking through the gaps in the teeth, which seemed to dig in slightly causing the hair to raise off her head in tufts. Jane could just see the white eyes over the top of her head. The teeth at the chin seemed to be raised away, framing her face more. But it was still skin tight at the neck so Jane could see the woman's throat and Adam's Apple move as she swallowed. Jane looked at the woman's mouth it was quivering as she moaned without opening her mouth.

Jane was staring at the woman's, face in complete bliss. Consumed… Literally by the monster. Something about it made her enjoy it.

This is the most intimidating, sexual thing I have ever seen.

Jane's lips were wet and puffing at this display in front of her. She could feel the summer air flowing between her legs as they were stuck to the floor.

The woman's eyes shot open, they were black. Not like before while they still had white in them. They were completely black. Then she smiled a cheeky, knowing grin. Jane's eye were staring confusedly into the woman's, not sure if she could see or not. The woman's lips slowly opened. She had fangs like the ones around her face, but smaller.

Apparently with the mask down but not gone she has some of traits of the monster still there.

"Oooooh" the woman began in her deep husky, but not monstrous voice, her lips curled into a perfect o so you could still see her fangs poking through. "Hello Jane, we like you," she then gave a little open mouthed tongue flick upwards, with a shockingly human tongue, contrasting against the evil fangs. Then her eyes closed and her whole head shook like her entire spine tingled. She bit her bottom lip and Jane could see how sharp the fangs actually were, nearly cutting into her lips. She opened her eyes and mouth like she was about to say something but paused and her eyes rolled back again. Interrupted but something Jane could only dream of. Eventually she got her words out. "But you knew we did, didn't you?" She seemed to ask mockingly.

The woman was still on all fours, her legs were open and her arms seemed to be at right angles, it looked uncomfortable, predatoristic and alien. She rotated 180 degrees her legs spread wider so she virtually doing the splits whilst still on all fours. The way her arms and legs moved didn't look right, like she had unbelievable strength to support her body in the oddest, but most primal way. She raised her butt right up to Jane's face.

Amongst the black, writhing tendrils that made up the "suit," always moving but never quite moving. Jane could see more than a blatant outline. She could see an actual vagina and butthole on the woman. It was alien and moving. Yet always seemed like the perfect shape of a large camel toe and slit.

What is happening?!

Suddenly the woman moaned again like she was cumming. He ass moved back like a cat stretching its hind legs. As it came closer to Jane's face, she closed her eyes and struggled against her gag and bonds. It must have been millimetres from her face.

Oh my God I can feel the heat coming off her pussy. On my face. I can't smell anything. But it's radiating off her crotch.

Jane could feel a single drop of her own pussy juice running down her thigh. Then she heard it. It was the sound of the suit. But it was a fast, deep, pumping sound. Coming from right in front of her. She opened her eyes.

I swear I can just make out it trembling right where the slit is. It's fucking her?

The woman's hips bucked up and down. The tight black stuff, still not looking like it was doing much, stayed skin tight against the woman. But her butt and pussy came dangerously close to Jane's face. She screamed. "Ahhhh, ahhhhhh, ahhhhhh, ooooooh yeah."

The noise stopped. As animalistically as she had before, the woman rotated again. Her face slightly higher off the floor. She looked at Jane's face. Then looked down.

Oh my God, she's looking at how hot I am right now.

The woman's head cocked to the side and her tongue ran across her upper fangs.

"And we think you like us too!" her long clawed hand came up and grabbed her own breast, squeezing it. As she stared at Jane's lips.

Instantly the woman stood up. Putting Jane's head height right at the woman's massive camel toe. She took a step back.

Holy shit, that skin… She knows my name… It's fucking her… Oh God. Why am I so horny?

Jane mumbled against her gag as the words ran through her head.

The woman was still fondling her breast with one hand whilst holding the other one up to her side and looking at it. She was not longer looking at Jane. "You know. We don't normally play with our food." the fingers of the hand she was looking at began to elongate and become more spike like. "But there's something about you. That makes us have a bit too much fun before killing you." she held out her other hand. It's fingers elongated as well. "Normally we have fun after." the suit rippled at the crotch again.

Oh fuck she's going to kill me… Or fuck me… Or both… What's this "we" shit?

"We had so much fun watching you want us. Want to be us. Watch you play the same games we do with your little play thing, you loved it."

Jane struggled against her bonds.

Don't you fucking bring up May you bitch. I'll kill you.

The tongue appeared. Snaking out from under the woman's chin. Over the teeth and lolled out, dripping the green drool down the woman's tit and belly.

"But we knew you would." she grinned evilly and winked at Jane.

I knew it, you fucking put it there on purpose. To play with me.

"We like you Jane." where the suit was rippling at the crotch. Slowly a dick started appearing. The tendrils were rippling out. Slowly getting bigger. Some were winding round, others seeming to come from within the shaft of the penis. It stopped rippling and ended at a reasonable length. The tip started dripping with more green liquid.

Here we go. At least it's nothing bigger than I've had before.

"I'm sure you going to have as much fun as we are," She gripped the cock her long fingers interlocking but leaving a good few inches of claw hanging away from the shaft, making them look more dangerous. She pumped the cock, a big spurt of green liquid shot out the end and landed on Jane's tummy. "Well, to start off with at least." She snapped her fangs mockingly.

The goo dribbled down Jane's belly to her crotch.

Oh my god. This is it, I'm going to be fucked and eaten.

The goo touches Jane's pussy lips. The effect was almost instant.