A Darkness in Mind 2 - or 'This Horror World is way more scarier with its Lewdness' (Semi-Lewd Horrorverse SI)

From a scary place to another.

I wouldn't say this forest was as terrifying as the SCP facility I just bailed from, but I had reasons to believe it wasn't the normal forest due to the creeps I was getting while venturing it. I hadn't exactly gone out to see many places like this one, but I trusted my gut feelings when they told me that something just didn't feel right.

It didn't help that, as I was wandering off, the facility I was running away from had to be very far from civilization for the Foundation to be able to use nukes to suppress dangerous releases. I had not exactly remembered that when I just went into the woods, but this issue stemmed into another more relevant one: if 682 made it out of the containtment, then they would have used the nukes.

Either they didn't or someone actually went on to stop the use of the WMD. Either way, this was good news and... it left me to the main problem with my situation. I didn't have food, I didn't have a place where to rest, and I wasn't rested and full enough to make it to some distant city if, by the end of the day, I was just wandering miles and miles of woods.

That was not an ideal situation to begin with, and with the feeling of being watched from afar I just took the chance to find the closest thing to a hideout and keep myself sheltered there for a few hours. Eat some food, find anything that could help like a map or even a phone and... not lose my mind to the paranoia.

Much to my relief, I managed to find a place to lay low in the form of an abandoned shack after a hour or so of wandering around. I had a watch on me, but I wasn't exactly keeping track of it beyond keeping an eye on how close I was to late hours. It was getting dark and things were going to get ugly if other SCPs got out of their containments.

Now, the shack itself was a bit of an eerie sight for a very big reason: it looked like it had been housing someone as of recently. There was a lit candle in the middle of the table by the living room and it was mostly melted down. It's been a while, but not too long since someone owned this place. I had a feeling that wasn't the case anymore.

Second hint that this was going to be rough: the windows were barricaded quite heavily. I didn't hesitate to shut the door behind me with its few locks as the keys were still at reach and put a chair with some heavy stuff in it to further block it.

Third and finally issue: there was a familiar drawing that was quite twisted into showing a female version of the Slenderman.

Yep, this is not going to be fun at all.

I sat down a moment, looking around the room for any sign of fighting. If this Slenderman was female, then there was a chance that it was going to have the means to attract people to her rather than make them lose consciousness. That would be atrocious if it worked for me, so, I made an effort to double-check the barricades once I was done looking in the fridge.

There was some ham, bacon and some cans of Pepsi. Of course there were a few more things, but most of this stuff would require electricity, something the house seemingly didn't have at the moment as the candle was actually the only source of light. There was a box with more than a few wax ones that I took with me so I could check the other rooms. There was a fully-working bathroom that looked quite clean, and the bedroom was neatly-fixed and thus usable by someone that wasn't exactly familiar with the place.

After fixing a few nails around, putting more boards by the window and having a simple dinner, I went to take a piss by the toilet, and then I was off to bed. I had a single candle on, away from all windows as I didn't want anyone to know I was there and put a chair by the door to stop anyone from forcing it open. I doubted it would stop a SCP, but it was going to give me enough of a heads-up for me to grab the gun and face the monster coming by to say hi.

My eyes slowly closed, and I yawned a bit before fixing myself in bed and use the warm sheets to keep the chilling temperature of the forest away from my snuggle-worthy self. For hours, I heard pretty much nothing beyond a few efforts to the wind of trying to get into the blocked windows.

I thought I would be fully blessed with a calm rest. I was soon given proof I was wrong with that assumption alone.


It's been mere hours since she devoured the foolish hunter that lived the aura, and yet she had been lucky enough to find another prey.

This one was younger and armed- maybe an agent of the despicable facility near the woods. It didn't matter to her, she was hungry, always so hungry and never full. This one smelled just enough, perhaps he was the one. She hoped so. One issue came up when he just ventured in the old prey's nest.

The place she couldn't break into, too many sturdy wood pieces. Too much protection. It always mocked her. She hoped he would make the mistake of actually leave some of the small openings available for her to crack into, but the young pray actually applied more prank. Now, that was just rude.

It wasn't nice to deprive the Slenderwoman of her much-needed food.

Yet, she waited, patiently so. He was going to make a mistake, maybe. But time passed, dark came and no chance was coming up from the looks of it. Her impatience was always putting her in bad spot and as she felt her capacity to wait slip away, her mind played trick with the dark and made her think that there was a weak plank she could burst through and get inside from.

A small hopeless chance. She still rolled with it. Taking enough space, she rushed forward, thinking that enough strength would make the entire barricade collapse from the window she was running towards. Yet, what she got was a broken plan, her body mid-way stuck inside the house and her legs kicking the air as her tendrils couldn't let her out. Her tits were on the way. While she can normally change parts of her body at whim, that didn't extend on 'removing', but adding. She couldn't just go flatter, no matter how nice that would be for her back.

Her struggles ceased as she realized her noisy attempt at invading the house had been heard and that the young pray was now aiming a gun at her.

Good thing that wouldn't work on her, that was the thing that made her confident he wouldn't be able to do much but just piss her off. But he gave her an odd look, those lustful eyes aimed at her... breasts?

She had seen female humans with those, but to see a genuine male react to her in that manner rather than cry in fear and run away from her was unusual. Not rare, but quite odd. But it was the next move that really left at odds with what to do when he just came closer to her, dropped his pants and, as his smelly~ cock poked at her face. It wasn't the first time she saw a dick, but it was the first time she caught the scent of one.

And it was making her quite wet for some reason.

"Suck me off and spare me, and I free you from that nasty mess you got yourself in."

For some reason, Slenderwoman found herself in an agreeing mood. It wasn't like she was tempted by the idea of 'sucking off' someone, but rather what it really meant.


Sounds stupid, and I know, I could try my luck with bullets.

But if the lore of slenderman was based on the many games that came out about it and that were original enough to gain popularity, then I remember one of those having the main character shoot down one and getting swarmed by multiple of those. I wasn't going to risk that and... dear God, those tits were insanely big.

As if answering to my offer with compliance, the Slenderwoman manifested a pair of lips- and sharp teeth. I pulled my length away from that scary shit.

"N-No teeth."

She tilted her head to the side, but I saw the teeth vanishing entirely. It was just her lips and a fairly long tongue.

"Well... I will not be too rogue."

A nod, and she kept her mouth open as I proceeded to insert my cock inside. Boy was that the most heavenly feeling ever as her tongue tightly wrapped around my shaft and she started to suckle up. My head tilted backward as my hips bucked on their own at the pure bliss I was subjected to.

I was quite stressed, so I felt my brain relax at the pure brain-fuckery I was handling. The Slenderwoman wasn't missing out either as her hands grasped at my legs as she eagerly sucked and choked on my cock. She wanted it so badly and then as she felt it throb, she paused a moment so that she could drink all the cum she warranted with that sort of performance.

Once she was done drinking all that thick seed and then clean up the cock she had just finished worshiping, she pulled away, but not before sloppily landing a smooch on my tip.

I was breathing heavily and her 'cheeks' were slightly red. I was so off the loop, that I kind of forgot to put it back in my pants when I removed the nails of some of the planks and... saw her jump at me. I thought she wanted to break the deal, but was she did was wrap her legs around my waist and let my half-flaccid dick in her wet and waiting cunt. I felt my legs stiffen up at the sudden assault, but that's where she just started to use her tentacles to lift us both and carry us to the bedroom.

Clothes off, lots of intense touching and groping as hours went by within the bed. I don't think I was conceded a break- which was surprising since I didn't feel the need to.

Eating and drinking? She would fish out something from the fridge for me to consume. Peeing? Let's just say that anything that was released inside her tight pussy seemed to disappear from sight, as if she was devouring everything I was pumping inside her womb. Considering how things worked in this twisted horror lore, I wouldn't be surprised if that was the case.

Hours went by and soon it was night again. We didn't fuck all night long, but she refused to let me pull out once we were done, ending up cuddling for the whole duration of the night with my cock still massaged by her thirsty cunt.

I slept, then I woke up alone but with a message on the side of the pillow she once occupied.


From: Slenderwoman

Never felt as full as now.

I am happy, you are free to go.

Feel free to call me for more fun.

XOXO


And she left a number behind too. I just frowned at the notion that the Slenderwoman had a phone number and she was up for booty calls.

...

I definitely didn't mind that either.

After stretching a bit and freshening up in the bathroom, I found a delicious Eggs n' Bacon slices breakfast ready for me, together with a glass of orange juice to get it all down and a map of the area I was in to find civilization and get the chance to get out of trouble. With breakfast taken care of, the fresh pair of clothes on and anything suspicious I had on me put in a bag I found in the house, I was off to reach what looked to be a bus stop. From there I was going to be able to find some road to follow until I reached a place where to make quick money and... I don't know.

Find a reason on why I am here and hope to not end up facing more issue that way.

I managed to get at destination, and the bus driver was kind enough to let me take a ride without paying for the ticket. 'Not many visit where I am going', he mentioned and I got quite the dread when I realized where we were going.

Haddonfield, Illinois.

Shit.

"Oh, you heard of the Boogey Man? Worry not, he is long gone," The bus driver hummed, having seen the horror dawning on my face at seeing the name of the city we were going to. "Citizens took care of him. Used a grinder with his nasty ass."

"Michael Myers is... dead?"

"Yes. So, no more funny surprises about Halloween killings. In fact, we ain't even close to that side of the year."

That eased down my worries, and I decided that, for the time being, that would do.

I was quite unaware that someone had silently taken the chance to take a free ride too by the back rows of the bus. Golden eyes flashing as a chilling presence calmly sat and waited for her time to... have fun.


AN

Slendy found out that sex is what she was looking for, got herself a fuck-buddy and this new threat is not a SPC. Michael Myers is dead, yes, but the Boogey Man is not.