A story in the Dark Tales Universe
This is an unusual story, told entirely in the first person, as if a gal is narrating her experiences to somebody else. Of how she went from being a Disco Queen, to a vampire.
A young couple wander off the path and are captured by a sentient vine who fucks humans for pleasure and breeding. A dark tale told in a mix of prose and poetry.
She woke up chained in paradise—bare, collared, leaking, and wrong. Her name stolen, her limbs unlearning how to walk, her body twisted into something obscene and obedient. In this pastel prison of picket fences and Stepford smiles, she isn't a woman anymore. She's a pet. A fuckpet. And everyone treats her like she was born to crawl, whimper, and serve. But she remembers. She remembers being human. Even if no one else does. Welcome to the neighborhood!
Nellie initially resists but soon internalizes the concept, transforming her nudity from a source of shame into an unassailable "armor." Zara's psychological conditioning extends to Nellie's day job as a leasing agent, her home life with her husband Pete, and even her most intimate biological functions. As Nellie surrenders her autonomy, she discovers the gallery's founders are permanently sealed in glass coffins, their sacrifice part of a perpetual artistic legacy. Pete's horror turns to a grim
This story is complete, I'm just submitting it in chunks. In a land inhabited by demons and humans, a demon hunter named Hiryu loses a fight to a demon. His sister Bells must find the demon's lair and save her brother before the demon eats him.
A Halloween 2021 Contest Entry
Entry in the 2021 Halloween Contest. A tentacled, interstellar visitor with an insatiable desire to procreate with a once-normal suburban family.