Feature Writer: Adrestia666

Feature Title: DEMONIC DREAM by Adrestia

Story Codes: Satanic, Transgender, Transformation, Preternatural

Publishing Date: 05.02.2020

Link to Author: adrestia666@gmail.com

Author’s Notes: I am writing this story of my trance; as I start to feel Adrestia open up inside me. It is going to be what happened when in trance and how I became first Destiny, and eventually Adrestia. Beast gave me the new name, but she came forth a while back through the hypnotherapy. It may need to be edited as am going to just let her guide me through it and write. So feel free to make it better as far as spelling or any bad English or what have you. Am sorry as to not know what I am saying as she makes me at times a little ditzy.

 

Demonic Dream

So I have been feeling this thing inside me for a while now. It is something dark as I have been feeling less of a man. But it is wrong to feel like a feminine man, but I like the feel of men and their body parts. Looking at sissy hypnosis and seeing how it makes me feel more feminine and accepting of what may be is key. But I am not gay, am I? The hypnosis says I am not if I am the girl? But does it really work? I am online and watching and searching for the strongest to let whats inside out so I can see it, or her. Whats is this?

The man in the video is telling me that ‘sissy hypnosis’ is evil and may cause real change.  And how he had the feminine inside him start to take over until he almost could not come back from it. We always do what we are told not to, and I am no different. But is it truly evil, will it actually make me feminine to a point of being a slut? Is that a bad thing?

I find a site with true hypnotists and ones who practice some dark shit. I am told she can be brought out but to be careful what I wish for, careful huh. I tell him about thinking it is some evil slut whore as years ago I called out to the darkness to make me very sexual, and the center of attention sexually and did not care if as a man or woman. I wanted to feel my lust and feed it as well. He tells me it is time and we will go down where the darkness can be harnessed. And the journey begins. The journey into the mind and darkness.

I see a stairway and a railing. I look at the railing and it is carved into what looks like a snake. I grab the railing as I make my descent and it is slimy. Why, I do not know, but the story of Adam and Eve comes to mind and the serpent. Oh well. I go down the steps as I drop into a trance deeper and deeper.

I get to the bottom and see an elevator in the distance. The floor is a little slick as it is some sort of carpet and as i squish through it barefoot it is like it is soaked with semen. I get the the elevator and as i stare into the mirrored doors it is like I see two people, with some sort of dark female staring back and laughing at me.

The doors open and I walk inside and the doors close. The inside is lit in red and there are many buttons, all green and shiny that leads down to the first floor. But there are two more buttons below, the letters are in some other language and the buttons are glowing red. I hit the first floor and as I descend I drop deeper into some sort of trance. The doors open and I see a room across the floor and go to it.

The sign says “memory room” and I go inside and as guided look around to get to know the room. I see a dresser in the corner and the top drawer says memories. I go to open it as I notice what seems to be a hidden door and there is a glow from under the door. I go back to the drawer and open it to reveal old memories, ones I did not remember. It is to open my mind so I can see things clearly while in this state. But I smell smoke and it is coming fro the other hidden room. I hear voices as if calling me out and there is a sign on it. The smell I remember as it starts to make me dizzy. The sign says “enter at own risk, no coming back” and of coarse I have to see.

I open the door to see what looks like a dark little girls room. In the middle is a canopy bad of pink and black, like some sort of goth child. The door close, go figure. I hear , as I try the know, “when its time” and figure okay.

I see in the corner so sort of hope chest and feel drawn to it. It reads “hidden memories” and wonder what that means. Now as I open it the room starts to fog. Really a fog? I think it’s like a bad movie and I giggle, but sound comes out like a little girl.

I go passed a mirror to the chest and this little goth girl is looking back at me. The fog gets a little more dense when I realize the smell. It is the smell of pot (weed). I start to feel a little weird. I open the chest and inside there is a picture of a young girl. She is dressed in dark clothing. There are several photos and one is of her sitting on the lap of a priest. It doesn’t look all that innocent. There’s a few with her in compromising poses as well.

The room starts to get very cloudy as I find the last photo. But, it cannot be? As it is the girl standing next to either a statue of a Baphomet. The same statue I noticed earlier. It’s nearby. I look close at the picture and the girl looks like me.

I hear a voice say, “that’s right, it is who you are… your destiny.”

I turn to see dark figures floating and flying around the room as it gets real smokey and it is like I am being drugged. I look on the door and it has something, a name on it, Destiny. I sit on the bed as i feel light headed and fall back as the figures get closer and one large dark figure is on front of me. It has a blank face but I can tel it has a weird shape. But I was taught that Lucifer did not look like what is written as he will look beautiful, as he was the greatest of all angels. But even though it looks this way I am not scared much. I see eyes and than from what would be his mouth he blows smoke in my face. It is different than the other smoke and i fall back and asleep.

I wake up and the room is dark and he tells me it is time for a new me, as i have asked for. I feel like I am going back in time and he shows me that I am that little girl again. But I am dressed in what seems like some sexy lingerie, a little girl in lingerie?

He tells me “that other place” may not approve, but where I am going it will be great. He asks if I still want to be set free of the worlds views and be able to explore the lust I have wanted to, the way I wanted to? He reaches down and takes my hand and as I stand he gives me a kiss , and it sends chills through. He walks me to the elevator and we go inside and inside it gets cloudy. He gives me another kiss and smoke comes from his mouth into mine as he holds it there, this time I get loopy, but do not fall out. He tells me to choose the button I want and I push the lowest.

“That’s my girl,” he says as we descend.

Before the doors open he reminds me this is my mind, but than says it will soon be his and my body and soul as well.

The door opens and it is a stereotypical scene from the horror movies. There are men and women standing around in dark robes of different colors and I am handed one as well with a hood. All of a sudden that dark music is playing, it is like instruments right out of the bible days.

The room is lit by candles and there is the stone alter and all. I hear the voice tell me I am creating this. Than I feel my body drawn and I am guided to the alter and my robe removed and I lay down in some sort of state of being high. The people start walking around me and are chanting and they start to drip wax on me from their candles. They drip it on my nipples and my penis. One of them brings a cup to me and dips a finger into it as she, yes she draws something on my body. But she’s different. At first I thought they were all females. But then I realize that they’re all transsexuals.

The transsexuals call me “little sister”.

One of them has a different color robe on and than they are told to seal it and drip and pour wax on the symbol. They than pick up floggers and whips and hit my sore breasts and pinch the nipples as i go into some state of pleasure from the pain. It is just hard enough to bring it out without going to far as they are breaking me. I am rolled on my belly and something wet I feel on my ass and fingers sliding into my asshole.

Then I felt something pressing against my anus. I feel the pressure. Finally it pops into me. I know it’s a butt plug. For some reason, I am going back in time and becoming like a naive little girl.

I hear a dark voice say, “oh yes, she is still a virgin.”

I feel the sting of wax hit my ass cheeks and back. Then I feel a shock from the plug as I flinch and the transsexuals giggle. My head is close to the edge of the altar as now some sort of dark daddy walks up the transsexuals. He’s dressed in a different robe. He tells them to feed the “little girl” with what she needs. One of the transsexuals slides her big she-cock down my throat. It isn’t done like face-fuck as she slides her she-cock slowly down my throat and then releases her hot honey straight into my belly.

I feel the sting of leather against my ass cheeks til they are pink. I am then rolled over as I am sore and my body waxed and pink.

The dark daddy then called to another in the room. It’s his wife. It seems that her role is to take my manhood from me. My penis is tied off, so it stays hard and she sits on it, so that she takes it inside her. The dark daddy tells her to take my man-powers from me.

I feel her fuck-hole squeeze my penis, as if it’s milking me. I cum hard. I start to feel even more like a “little girl” who knows no better and they see it in my eyes. The wife is then told to pull the plug, literally. She tells me once it is pulled out of me that all my male ego will come out of me… and she pulls it.

I lay there for a bit as they dance and I feel myself losing any trace of being a man and once they can sense it they dance around me in a kind of ritual sacrifice. The dark daddy grabs my legs and lifts then up. He spreads my thighs as he stands between them. He’s looking down at me. He presses his massive cock down on my belly. He tells me this will indeed hurt… but a price must be paid in order to receive the gifts given.

He reaches down and grabs my budding little breasts. He squeezes them hard and begins to chant and call out for the darkness to release her from inside so she can serve. His wife tells me that one day I will take her place. But there are many in his army that have needs to be taken care of so, they can fight the evil fight.

I feel heat against my breasts as he grabs them and she leans over and kisses me. I feel the pain, as he shoves his cock as deep inside me as he can. His massive cock ripping and tearing me. He leans over and sucks a breast. His dark wife sucks the other. It’s not some sort of love making that is going on, as he shoves hard and deep and fast. But he will get his long pleasure fro her as he shoves as deep as possible and growls.

I feel the heat inside as he pumps his dark seed inside me. I see my belly bloat as it fills with his semen. He pulls out and his cock shoots all over me. He tells me to wait just a minute as my swelling belly starts to subside, as his seed is absorbed by my body. He tells those who are there it is time to enjoy and as i go slightly limp as if to fall asleep after this he looks at me. The transsexuals all start to lick his cum from my body.

He tells me, “that it is time to start serving.”

He tells the transsexuals to take me. They lift me from the evil altar and drop me on a mattress. They each take turns; one than two; and then as many as possible. They fuck my holes. I hear his wife ask when, and he tells her the succubus will soon come forth.

I start to feel myself growing from a “little girl” to again an adult, but I feel different. I feel the need for their seed and start fucking back like a hungry whore.

“There she is…” says the dark daddy. “It is done.”

He and his evil wife take off as they leave me to sexually serve the transsexuals.

I wake up. I stand up. I am a mess. I walk back through to the door of the elevator and get in. As I start to go up I start to feel my man come back, but with her inside me. I finally get to the top and the doors open, I move to the stairs and go up them as I slide across the slimy railing. I get to the top and hear his voice call me out of the trance. I come to and I am laying there feeling weird. But there is cum all over my body. But is it mine? Did I really shoot that much?

He has a smile on his face and my ass feels a little sore. He tells me to be careful as what we have brought forth is born of the dark and will need to embrace it and maybe me. He asks if I am all right and than takes off as I just lay there. But I have on all the lingerie I brought, except the panties. I slide my finger into the mess on my body and cannot help but taste it. Mmmmm. It’s like something inside gets to me. It’s like I want more. Then I feel my ass and find it sticky. I slide my fingers into the wet sticky hole and lick them clean and is like a drug.

What have I done?

THE END