Writer: Destiny1961
Subject: Visit?
Link: LS666 Email / 12.02.2023
Visit?
As Rhianna was doing the Superbowl, it got me thinking of the goddess of love, beauty, war and fertility — that she was in fact the incarnation of, “Inanna” — who is also associated with sex and the divine laws.
However, as I looked into this matter further, it is said, she has the power to change one from male-to-female and vice-versa. So, I talked with Serinity. She said maybe we need to ask for help. So this may go off the charts or sound insane as I am having conversations with my shadow self to start with?
We have met a few guys who want to guide us into the clouds — to join Satan — so to speak. I know it means Meth, so how it is supposed to be the gateway to Satan? She says, it’s our chance to get to Satan. We may have said too much to these guys, as Serinity told me to shut up. So, not ruin her opportunity. She said, she’d guide when needed and so, I agreed.
So you have seen the stamp. I have been feeling guided again to try something. You remember that I wrote, that while using poppers — I felt a door open — I saw, what seemed to be a web. But unfortunately, I haven’t had that feeling since. Maybe Satan was shunning me?
You know there is limited time, from when my wife leaves, until I work. So any summoning or whatever must be short. The other night, before she came into bed, we sat there and called out to Inanna and Satan, to see if we can make a deal — I am already so far down that rabbit hole, so whatever — I had symbols on my mind and had this urge.
Yesterday morning, when my wife got up — I found myself silently calling for Inanna — while she was in the other room. We started to think about scripture that mentioned the, “Mark of the beast,” and how most think it is 666. I thought about those roman numerals; how it could be; and then something happened.
Something asked me, if I was willing to mark myself, even for a limited time.
I went into my bathroom or ritual room and I stood there. As soon as the wife walked out the door, we Serinity and I, looked into the doorway mirror. Serinity took over.
She said that she would do this right, if we were to make contact and a deal — I was to scared — then as she guided us, we went back to our room and grabbed a lip-liner pencil. As we looked in the mirror, we drew a pentagram over one of our nipples with the nipple in the center. Then we drew the transgender symbol on the other, as a statement that we were his transsexual.
Then she said, it was time to take his mark.
We drew the DCLXVI under our breasts and remembered reading that when you make contact you may smell smoke, possibly sulfur. We drew the brimstone symbol under the numerals.
We turned to face the door mirror and turned off the lights. The only illumination was the candlelight. Serinity said, we need poppers. I protested, saying that I must not be high for work. We went and got them. I agreed to only two hits.
We took one and looked in the doorway. I stood there stunned, as we took the second hit. Serinity took over. She said out loud that she wanted control of what we were doing.
She said that I would fuck it up! And then she reminded Satan, about the time we did the ritual to give him part of our soul. Shh reminded him of how I was going to give a third of my soul as a gesture to start; and yet once she took over that day, she said he could have half — her half — then it was as if I was watching from her eyes only … and everything we said or did was just her.
She told me, to relax, as she would show me how it’s done. She said not to worry.
We first went to the dining room and turned off the lights. We both sat at the edge of the bed. We took a big hit and held it until we got dizzy. We laid back and exhaled — realizing the candle was still on. We put out the candle light, and again, sat at the edge of the bed. We took another hit. I tried to stop, but she was totally in charge.
We removed our shorts, so we were naked. Nothing was between us and the spirits. We laid back. We exhaled and felt dizzy again. But this time the ceiling started to move and distort. I thought it looked incredible. She had done it and was going to just lay there — but she had us sit up and take more poppers. But as we did, it wasn’t the usual feeling of light-headiness — it was like we were connecting with something.
We sat there for a bit, watching the room and the north wall. Then it was time. We asked Satan again, for his help to contact Inanna. And then, just kept repeating her name until we felt she was listening to us.
We wanted to make a deal with her, as we’re believers in the spiritual and black magick, and her — being able to change us — we asked for bigger tits and a huge ass.
We asked to trim us, but to keep our penis, as there will come a time we will need to use it. She is fertility too. So we can be used (not to impregnate since being vasectomized) but breed his seed.
And then we called on the four queens of hell and prostitution — as Serinity told them she needed the power of the sacred prostitute — because I have a habit of thinking about sexual service, but fail, whereas the prostitute does not question … but does her job even if nasty. We then made the deal that they could all use us as a, “Clump of clay,” to transform and design their way.
We took more poppers. We asked for a sign they hear and may be there. The room turned dark, as if a cover thrown over us and a chill. We felt like we were about to trance and our eyes got heavy and as they closed we still saw the room. But this time it wasn’t through our normal eyes, as I thought, I saw shadows and we were rubbing ourselves and telling them they could have sex with us and draw as Eisheth is a succubus.
We felt like we were being touched. Yet did not get us erect. Usually I am hard by now, but this time, it was about more then just getting hard. We took a couple more hits and then laid back. We stared at the ceiling and relaxed. I could swear, as I brought my eyes back down, that I saw a female figure in a leopard print bra.
She was tall and skinny and as her breasts were small. She had long reddish-black hair, but I couldn’t really see her face — just her eyes — and besides the bra, she was naked below her waist … She stared at me , like she was sizing me up or looking over a piece of meat. I felt her stare go through me and a tingle almost — like she was testing me — through her mind to see what was inside. I leaned back and arched for a moment, as I looked up and then when I looked back down she was gone.
Now I cannot truly say it was her or not. Or if they took the deal, but this morning as was taking my meds, I thought about the OTC hormones and how each time I checked my progress, it was little to nothing. Maybe an eighth of an inch? And then grabbed my tape, as my breasts looked puffier, and when pulled my arms together they almost looked like could put a cock between them.
I measured around my hips and butt. Almost an inch more and a full inch on the breasts. I played with them and squeezed and again squished them together and then pictured a cock between them shooting piss and cum in my face. Then I pictured a nasty old man shoving his cock up my unclean ass — laying me down — and rubbing his shitty cock between them. She seems to be in more control. Would love to find someone to do a reading to see, if it was real, or just me hoping.
Now as I started to think about it and am going to go to a local occult shop later saw another vision. I was in a dark and dank motel room as to me it represented whoredom and where prostitutes do their business.
Someone had given me a glass pipe and showed me how to use it, but said be careful. I had alcohol, poppers, a joint and the pipe. I had the huge demon-dick-dildo, but as a phallus and a couple candles. I lit the candles and said something I was told from someone in the occult.
I sat with all the drugs out around the candles. I started to bless them and as I said to myself this is too much she came out. Serinity told me to shut up and just follow; as we slid a pentagram sheet on the bed; and a pentagram towel on the floor to kneel. We started with a hit from the poppers and a drink offering of absinthe.
I felt it burn all the way down as I knelt. We then gave praise to the phallus, as the sacred prostitute. We asked to be shown our place, or she asked for them to show me my place. We said a few prayers and enns to summon as we called for what we called our mothers and aunts. First we called the four and then Inanna.
We then hit the joint and started to get fucked up. We were wobbly, but she said it is not enough, as we then called on Satan to join us. We told him we were ready and were going to come into the clouds.
The poppers and weed had me to a point of almost trance state as we grabbed the pipe. We gagged and choked as never done it before, which made it seem real. Then we slid inside the circle on the bed and knelt. We blew smoke a little more as the room got cloudy. I started to move like I would imagine an acid trip to be.
We were then guided to lay in the circle as we were high as a kite. Serinity called to be made new in a sacred sexual magick act; as I said there is no one there as a partner. She then called and said to mold this piece of clay.
She said, ” Show me your beauty my queens.”
And what came back was that I had to earn that. I saw shadows around the bed in the smoke and was told that my doubt will now have me see the dark side.
I then heard, “It’s time Serinity, are you ready?”
And we answered yes.
We were made to kneel one more time and take a drink, a hit of poppers a hit of weed and then a puff and blow a cloud. It felt like hands guiding us back down as I saw it at the foot of the bed. I was told it was time to mold me but this was what I get to start for my trouble.
There she was with long dark hair and her body was that of a pale snake-like female. She had red eyes and small pert breasts with huge nipples. A snake like nose, and as she smiled, I saw her fangs. Then she leaned over and licked me with her gooey snake tongue.
She said, once I surrendered would see the beauty, but get the beast to start and she slithered on top of me. She then slid up above my face and told me it was time to taste my future and sat as her gooey cunt leaked on my face.
Of coarse there was no resistance, since Serinity was in control and we ate her. It was a mix we tasted as we lay there in a sixty-nine — as she slid her tongue — around my balls and even up my ass.
Then she slid back down and I felt my dick slide into her gooey cunt. My body was covered too, but she is not real (I thought) — but is a succubus real? — she leaned so I could take her breasts in my mouth and be fed her milk as her cunt muscles started to milk me.
I could feel my butt growing and breasts, as well as, she was changing me. Then I exploded inside her as she took some energy from us. She looked down, talking to Serinity, and said I would no longer be a problem and asked if she was ready.
Serinity said, “Yes.”
We started to see a mix of beauty now and she lifted our legs. We held our hands out as Satan took one and the queens held the other and she was told to take us. I felt this gooey cock slide up inside us, a little at a time, until she was inside us. It wasn’t about the sex though — so she told Serinity to say what we needed — and she submitted us to them and then we felt her go as deep as possible and explode inside us.