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Writer: Destiny1961
Subject: Premonitions
Dark Art: Waganetka — http://patreon.com/waganetka
Link: LS666 Email / 22.07.2024
Premonitions
Sometimes it is not good to have a wild imagination when it’s combined with a dark side, and the use of things, like drugs or alcohol. I like to watch wrestling. I have always been into the darker figures. There is this dark family with a woman who comes crawling out of the clouds. She looks all messed up. She carries this lantern. There’s something about the way she crawls out and looks so nasty, that it gets me. So, if you add to that, that I watch a lot of horror movies while on poppers. Well, what could happen?
I started to learn about, “Tarot readings” so that I could get in touch with my spirits. What a combination of alcohol, drugs, and darkness. Returning to the horror movies — seeing the twins in the hallway scene in the movie “The Shining,” — made my bad thoughts — get even darker. I find myself pausing the movie as the twins enter the hallway. I think about how innocent, yet evil they are. So young. Yet the strange thing is — that it’s like, they are staring at me … or through me. But why?
Again my mind goes into its shadow side. I have transgendered thoughts, and darkness, and drugs. I need a break. Stopping the movie, I decided to listen to a hypnosis file called, “Acceptance.” It’s designed to make you accept orders, commands, and things. I put on my headphones. And before I hit play, I take a few hits of poppers.
”Do what thou wilt,” I call out.
I lay back and closed my eyes. After a few minutes, I find myself in this bar. It’s a dark and stormy night. I am confused as usual. I am lonely but unsure who or what I want.
A woman approaches, who I know as a witch, and offers me a drink.
“So you want to learn about Tarot readings so that you can get in touch with your spirits,” she asks, “Wouldn’t you prefer if I do your reading? It will open your mind.”
We go and sit down in the back room. She pulls out the deck of Tarot cards and also a bong. I am a bit weary.
“We need to become one for her to see into your spirit,” assured the witch.
She hands me one of the two stems as she takes the other. We both hit it as she held my hands. My head starts to feel weird.
“Can you feel Her?” the witch asks, “Your problem isn’t finding a mate or a partner but rather your issue is allowing your alternative side to enjoy its life! — If you let Her out — you will enjoy things you’ve never imagined. She will be the one to help you be in touch with the alternative world.”
At first, I am unsure about what she is saying to me.
“I see you. Yes, I see you and your new family. I see the new you,” she added and began to shake, “Yes, I feel something strong.”
Outside it begins to rain. I get this strange sensation.
“There is a hotel, down the street. It’s very cheap. Some folks are scared to go there.
Then, I find myself in the lobby. There’s a long hallway. I sit there for a moment when I hear these tiny voices from a group of people who look like the Addams family. They’re dressed in Gothic schoolgirl dresses. Even though they are very young, their faces are covered with dark make-up.
“Mommy is waiting …” they tell me, “Follow us.”
I follow them to the bar. They take my hands and guide me to a room off to the side. The lounge bar is tended by a beautiful woman.
“Welcome,” she says and offers me some tea.
I sit in a lounge chair and sip my tea.
“This is special tea with peyote. It will help you to feel the spirits.”
I start to feel strange. I look over and the twins are on a sofa. They have a glass pipe. I know what this is but they are so young. Yet their Mommy is not stopping but rather doing it with them. I watch one of them get to her knees and slide her head up her sister’s skirt.
“Aaaarghhh …” her sister moans out loud.
“Don’t be so selfish,” the beautiful woman says.
The girl then gets up. She sits down on her sister’s lap and they kiss. The one on top begins to gyrate — almost as if she’s riding her sister.
“Prepare the room,” the beautiful woman says, “She will be up soon.”
Turning to me, the mother asks, “How do you feel?”
I find myself telling her about what is inside and how I feel it is dark.
“Dark is good at times,” she replied, “You’ve got to let the darkness in or it’ll drive you crazy.”
She offers me the glass pipe. At this point, my mind is so easily influenced. I take a couple of hits. I gag and choke but feel wild.
“That’s it. It will help you grow. She is going to put you up in the master suite. She says she will join you — if you like?”
Maybe I am going to get lucky?
“Girls, take him to the room.”
Somehow the girls look different. They appear more tween with little boobs and lots of tattoos. Their dark gothic make-up and short skirts make them appear more like very young streetwalkers. I am taken, not up, but down into the special suite. It’s huge with a canopy bed in the corner. There are candles light in the room and there seems to be an altar.
The room is dark and cloudy as they guide me to the bed. They start to giggle and play with each other.
“Mommy is a witch you know,” they tell me, “It’s time to relax.”
They lay me down and both kiss me — a deep passionate kiss. They then grab another pipe. We all take a hit. They give me one more kiss as they rub my crotch. I don’t know what’s in the pipe but it’s much stronger. I am starting to hallucinate as they begin to undress me.
The twins strip down to their lingerie. I get excited. My cock is so hard. One bends over and starts to suck on my erect cock. Then what happened in the lounge makes sense, as one of the sisters pulls her cock out from her panties. She slides in behind her twin sister. I watch as she slides into her ass and pounds her. Again they appear too young for this kind of thing. I cannot hold it though, as while I am disgusted by it, it’s so erotic. I explode in the young girl’s greedy mouth.
She gets up. She licks her lips and then guides her transsexual sister to sit on my lap. My cock is still very erect. I feel it slide into her greasy tranny asshole. It feels tight inside her bowels. The female twin slides on top of my face. She rubs her gooey pussy across my face that her sister just filled for me to lick clean.
“Mommy said do it,” she orders.
As I begin to lick her cum-filled cunt out the room starts to fill with smoke. It’s like a movie.
“She coming …” I hear them both say.
I feel the tranny twin use her ass muscles to now milk me, as I exploded into her.
“We can feel your spirit …” they say.
It’s a strange feeling like a calling from the darkness. They both hop off of me and blow out the candles and set up a lantern with a red light. They then, both kneel at the foot of the bed. I see this figure crawling towards us. It’s like the scene from a television show about wrestling … the figure is dressed in a torn-up ragged outfit. Its face is filthy — like a hideous face where her lips are still glazed from sucking at least a dozen cocks.
“Mommy!” they both cried and hugged whatever it was.
Mommy turns to me. She does not climb into the bed but rather slithers in and up to me. I feel her wet sticky lips wrap around my dick as she begins to fellate me. Mommy slides around into a sixty-nine position with her gooey body on mine. She pulls her gooey panties aside. There is no vagina but rather a cock. Mommy slides her cock into my open mouth.
“Make Mommy proud,” Mommy groans.
I begin to gag from it her thick cock slides down the back of my throat.
“You have been wanting this. Now enjoy it!” Mommy moans and explodes in my throat … “Let it all go!”
Inside, I feel like a horny teenage girl. Mommy slides off and around me. She starts to kiss, lick, and suck my little moobs. I feel her gooey lips on my face. She kisses me deeply.
“I have been calling for you,” Mommy says, “You’re now one of us! And you must let Her out.”
She guides me into her asshole which feels like is filled with a gallon of semen.
“Don’t worry,” Mommy says, “I will take what’s no longer needed!”
Her ass muscles squeeze and milk me. I explode inside her filthy asshole.
“How does that feel?” asks Mommy.
“Horny ..” a single word is all I can manage.
She laughs.
“Welcome,” she says as she slides off my dick and gets up under me.
“Do you want Mommy to make you whole?”
“Yes,” I reply out of nowhere.
She pushes her cock into me. I subconsciously wrap my legs around her, as she begins to pound me.
“Let Her free!” Mommy exclaims.
The girls both mutter some spells as she explodes inside me. She slides off and I see two more figures in the clouds.
“Take good care of your new sister. It’s the younger twins. They’re now naked with no breasts or pubic hair, just nubile childish bodies. They both slid onto the bed. One with a vagina and the other with a dick. They slide next to me. They cuddle me. One takes me in her asshole as the other slides into mine.
THE END