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When I closed my eyes, usually, it felt like the world just stopped.

All the pain of today and yesterday vanished as it poured out of my ear and into my pillow.

All to let the colorful dreams take shape.

Yet, I never expect the nightmares that form as well.

---

Where am I?

My body drifts in empty space, my memories almost like a newborn’s.

As I try to collect myself everything strikes in my head like thunder, the emotions of fear and anxiety that plagued my waking self, the realization that i'm in another world, the means of someone by the name of Ovid being… transformed into something more inhuman than their normal appearance. It felt like the whole day before I was lucid dreaming of a world far away from… something.

How did I get to this place? Why am I transformed into this dream eater? When will this nightmare end?

Will… anyone miss ‘me’?

Words from the blank space popped up, colored a lavender purple. Vibrating as they slowly vanish into the darkness. When they become a small dot on the horizon, a bright light blinds everything, sucking me up in his embrace.

I could feel again, rather, I was standing in some sort of Movie Theater Hallway

“Ah, a guest between the planes of this hollow world, abandoned by its mad god and left to begin and end its cycle of neverending lusts”

I stare at the man silently, he looked… fairly normal considering all ive seen so far, some sort of striped sleeper robe with a cap on his head, along with ragged faintly purple hair that emerged from under its hood. Holding himself casually he observed me like an enemy he had to grit his teeth with.

I wanted to ask him something, but he interrupted my thoughts

“Let's skip all the theatrics, you wanna watch a movie together? In this place, all the land’s woes and tragedies become movies for me to watch, sort of as a….punishment for something I did. Nevermind the reason, all you need to know is that I’m really bored and I just wanna share some part of myself with literally anyone at this point.”

Hesitantly, I nod my head, wanting to just follow along this odd lucid dream

“Plus, you smell new, I could teach you a few things about Philagnia while you’re here for however long”

Walking along the hallway past seemingly endless doors, I couldn’t help but notice how the world curved sharply down, rotating like… I have no other way to describe it but imagining what it would be like to see someone walk on a planet with its own gravity, watching as they walk forward on the axis and go upside down- completely unaware thanks to gravity. It almost reminds me of a game I used to play…

The games I played when I could find time for myself.

Another stray thought speeds by, the Theater-goer not noticing, maybe it’s something only I can see.

“Ahh, here's a good movie, just came out too, 2 moons ago.”

“Carnivorous Lovers, Dont worry I dont think it has vore in it, unless you’re into that”

I ask, embarrassed, why he would state that; was this a porn theater?!

“Well, this is a very erotic land, everything here wants to fuck you stupid and take your soul, or just kill you and keep you away so you can't do harm to them. Your own sense of self is power here, forgetting that and giving it up to anyone else is tantamount to ego death”

So in other words, I ask him, if that means death would be a mercy

“In simpler terms, you would be lucky if you got fatally vored, at least then you could stop thinking. Here though, you’re likely to end up on one of three avenues.”

His pasty hand held up three fingers- making his pointer finger and thumper into a ok sign, slowly counting down with his pinky

“One: a Demon, Fae, or Fallen finds you and convinces you to give you your soul. That or they take it forcefully and make you their pet, we call them Yurei— Lost beings who lost the ability to feel anything strongly anymore, just wandering through life on the leash of someone else.”

“Two: You try to challenge the magic of this world and. in turn, there's a good chance it will bite you back and make you into an Enigma, and I assure you, becoming an Enigma would be far more worse than a Yurei, at least in my opinion.”

“Or Three: You abandon all hope after you find the way back home. Don’t ask me why most people choose to stay here of all realms and not go home, but you’ve likely already seen a few Fallen by now who act like they run the place.”

It sounds sort of dark, is there any ending where you don’t join the erotic nightmare world?

“Well, escape, but again, usually people don’t want to go back, all have their own reasons, but most of you Victims don’t remember why you……”

“I think I’ve said too much, I don’t want to spoil the world’s machinations too much; using the movies to explain a few things to help you out will be far better.”

…So in short, I’m watching porn with someone to basically figure how how to navigate this world without becoming another Victim… wait, I question what he means by Victims

“I have to keep it short, it’s what you are, it’s why you’re partially an animal, whether it represents your sin, what you think of yourself as, or anything else, I don’t know, that’s for you to think of.”

Ah.

“So, are you down to watch this?”

He gave a faint smile, a tired look in his eye as his gaze roamed over my face to try to find any trace of interest, I feigned a nod.

“Good, come on.”

---

An overweight bat-furry cries out loudly in the forest as a larger male pistoned his hips- snarling bestially as his claws tightly held down his wings. Their cheeks jiggle and bounce into the forest ambience, biting the shaft below.

“YOU'VE GOTTEN IN MY WAY FOR THE LAST TIME CUÑADO, maybe you’ll be better to me as one of those mindless sheep.”

Their eyes roll over in joy, almost reveling in the pain they brought their sibling, digging their claws deeper into them in joy while the robust male whimpers.

To the other bat in hiding, it was completely clear to him he was watching incestuous rape, the giant guy carelessly chasing his own climax while his poor victim cried mindlessly for mercy.

The unwilling voyeur couldn't stand by any longer, his fearful eyes no longer able to tolerate watching such an atrocity.

“He-”

The lower male lets out one of the most throat tearing moans, the dominant bat laughing maniacally, “You knew in this world…it would end with you GIVING YOURSELF to pleasure, I’M SO TIRED of saving you FROM DEMONS WHILE YOU GROW FAT on my conquests. GIVE YOURSELF TO ME.”

“G-gooooth…GOOOOOOOOTH” In one final plea, they begged him desperately through every thrust, their lungs hoarse from pleasure. Cracks of color formed on their skin; it was far too late to try to deny himself such an amazing fuck.

“F-fuck me…Fuuuck me Harder~~” with a guttural heave the poor man was gone, crying out happily as the backbreaking fuck finally broke his mind, bits of rainbow splattering all over the forest floor as the bat finally drew themselves deeply in- wailing loudly as their balls pumped a load into a now more muscular bat.

“G-gooooth its soo warm, f-fuck me more, I want more~”

“Of course you do….”

He turns around to see the humanoid man, they had small bat wings on their back and fangs that protruded from their mouth, as well as digitigrade claws that dug into the soil in fear.

“Ooooh.. You saw all of that? What a terrible way to introduce myself.”

Slowly, the man pulls his Jacob's ladder out of his brother's hole, getting another wail of delight echoing in the quiet forest. The foreskin dripped cum all over the place as they opened their winged arms for the Victim to see.

“W-why would you do that… what the fuck did you do to him?”

“Him? Oh, that was just my brother in law, we just had a disagreement about things, family matters” He spoke casually, looking dismissive of the tension.

“G-goth, please….plug my hole, I’m so empty~” they wiggle their pronounced cheeks in the air in a cumdrunk state, not even turning to introduce themselves

“Forgive him, he’s just a pendejo.”

“He was crying for you to stop, I-it sounded like he was in pain”

“Just the way he likes it~”

The Victim backs up slightly, he couldn’t confirm anything as the person clearly seemed more than happy to let themselves be fucked, but he still sensed danger, he didn’t trust how close this man was at all, or how his nude body flexed, shimmering with sweat from his tryst.

“Boy, you seem lost, tell me, how long have you been here?”

“...I… I’ve been wandering for a few days, it’s none of your business though, I’m gonna go-”

He quickly swoops in front- stopping him from turning around, “But Chico, we just met, surely I can make up for my bad manners by feeding you. After all, you’re not the first person in this entire world who’s ended up here.”

“G----goooth…..”

“But… what about him?”

“Don’t worry, he’s coming, right Throbb?”

They grumbled out a “Mmm…mhhhmmm… “ while slowly standing up. Slowly stumbling about as if in a drunked daze

---

The next scene of the movie took place inside some sort of Whimsical Manor up in the treelines, nestled under the always drab clouds which sprinkled lightly on its outdoor halls and pathways. One could see that the people who tried to make this paid almost unnatural attention to detail as almost every placement of rock, furniture, and plant guided the eyes to take in the terra cotta clay that lined the walls and roof.

Each wooden door creaked and cracked from the movement of the fellow bats inside, each of them sharing the same trait with the manor owner in their ring and pinky finger being where their bat wings were attached; All keeping their gazes to the forest floor far below. Shade’s small wings only helped to hoist him a few branches up the tree- making the boy hug tightly onto the huge trunk.

The moment he made it to the platform, the Victim rolled over in exhaustion, his host flying over in confusion.

“Oh, I was wondering where you were, I was about to offer to give you a lift considering your…. Wings…”

Crouching beside him, he gives them a slight tug, making the boy groan in annoyance, “I don’t need any help, I'm smart enough to figure out how to fly, it's just hard considering I didn't always have wings in the first place!”

“Such is this world, how have you fared?”

Scratching the fluff under their neck, they admit the truth “Frankly, I only agreed to come because sleeping outside again without cover felt dangerous, these forests are always filled with moans. The things that look human- do not want anything to do with me, and I felt like I was just… LOSING IT”

His words spoke out quicker as the situation of this whole situation dawned on him, transformed far away from home, fear being the only thing pushing him to keep speaking, to keep moving even despite the fears.

He was so focused on the ground that he didn't see the way the gentleman’s eyes widened in interest, zoned to the back of their skull. Walking over, he leans to hold the boy to his pierced chest, like a father holding their son.

“Well, if you would like, you could join and stay with us here, we have more than enough room in this place to add one more head. Of course, there is a catch….”

Angling his head to look up at them, he shyly spoke back, “If you are going to do to me what you did to that other guy-”

“Oh heavens no! Absolutely not, my idiota brother just had a disagreement with me, something you don't need to worry your head about, it's more I want you to make me a promise.”

“....a promise?”

Goth’s hand began to glow a dark purple, the boy slowly pushing off to look down at the offered magic.

“If you are to stay here, You must promise me that you will never trick or deceive me, and in return, You may enjoy every single one of our wonderful amenities here, eat until your stomach pops, clean your weary body with our waters, even sleep in our beds.”

“...By trick and decieve, what might you mean?”

“That could mean so many things, do you know what a Halloween trick is?” dodging the quesrtion, the boy has to push further

“You don't even know my name, I only know yours because your brother moaned it. How do I know this won't end with me sleeping here and waking up tied and gagged?”

With a quick suck of their teeth, Goth relented, rolling their eyes while they spoke carefully again.

“The meaning of trick and deceive in this promise is that you will not bring my harm intentionally, whether it be physical, mental or sexual. This promise also ties to…. Me”

With a sigh, he notices the bat victim still staring at their hand, clearly trying to think out if there's anything wrong with the deal

“Promises in this world are something to never be broken, if I did the tying and gagging as you say it, well… there would be muchas problemas to handle afterward.” He speaks almost in fear, looking off into the trees.

“So in this case, you can't do anything to me without consent, and I can't do anything to you without consent?”

“..........................”

“I see, you won't say it because-”

The spoke back with thunder, going face to face in clear irritation

“Do you wish to sleep on the forest floor again? I will not change my promise again just to make you feel safer in my casa”

“No-no, NO. ok….ok…. So, this is some sort of magic that binds us to that rule you said. And there's no way it can be broken?”

“Unless you or I were no longer mentally there, no, this world decides when the contract is broken, not us.”

“Weird… but ok.” slowly, they reach a hand out, slipping his smaller fingers onto their hand before grasping it, tightly both held onto each other while something that glowed like glitter dripped from the gaps.

“EW GROSS!”

Quickly they pulled their hand away in confusion, the air between their hands twinkling like small stars before slowly phasing out of existence, he did something that he can never take back.

“Well, I believe its time to show you to your room, and prepare for a feast. Do come along, I have much to show you”

With a hand once again over their shoulder, he guided them through the boardwalks and bridges.

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“Seen it”

The man I sat with in the theater holds their hand up to the screen, double tapping the air it pauses and begins to distort, slowly fast forwarding

I yell to him to stop, I had questions about it that were only going to answered if he let it continue, such as what are these contracts? Who enforces them? Why did that Victim willingly trust someone who clearly fucked the soul out of someone else?

“You are thinking and acting the way an audience member sees a horror movie, when the killer is in the house and the victim dosent know it, you blame them for not double checking their surroundings when in reality all they know is that it's a regular Tuesday night before work.”

“What I'm trying to say is that you can't really know how people do things in dire situations, even with the knowledge they will still make stupid decisions because they only will choose what will be best in the moment.”

“If I had to think in their shoes, they probably know how horrifying the forests get at night, considering the Tale of the Witches.”

What is the-

“I’m not expounding on everything for you, dumb-dumb, the whole point of literature or media is to be read and for you to reach your own conclusions about it; if you think the sky is blue, what if I think it's green?”

…I can't come up with an argument, he stonewalled me perfectly. It's not like I know better anyway, my body is probably still snoozing away in a hotel full of freaks, if anything that bat chose the better evil because at least it's known.

“Either way…”

The screen shows moving panels of a banquet room and upside down candles, a hall of gluttony and decadence where the bats, servant and normal alike, ate their fill and flew around the open aired room, I could see the boy sitting next to Goth, seemingly enamored with feeling at home somewhere in a long time.

Then more screens, Goth flying off at witching hour to ‘hunt’, the nights of Shade sleeping alone in his room, scared of the darkness as he stares at the camera- covering his face with the blankets. From what I assume, the next panels of him wandering the halls at random times in the day was supposed to represent his aimlessness.

“Isn't it sad? He found safety, but you and I both know this fairytale won't end with him escaping. How do you think it will end?”

I tell that Goth was probably going to one night find some reason to blame him and rape him of his soul out of spite. Possibly something petty as-

“Have you ever seen in those panels Goth being mad at him?”

No…..

“Despite his introduction, and his personality considering he's Fallen, he has a code it looks like. If he was determined, I think he would have done something on the third night, not wait a week”

What is he saying then?

"One would think the manor host would get his comeuppance, or maybe the bat would realize the dangers of staying with such a person full well knowing what damage they can do, but when one is left with nothing, they trust the untrustworthy"

“Here we are.”

With a tap of the invisible air, the movie finally reaches a climax.

---

A thunderous night, the bat-boy was let in by Goth to stay in his master bedroom as he was afraid of sleeping late at night- haunted by nightmares of some other world he feels he forgot.

Both lay in a large bed at the center of large circle shaped room, stacked with meso-american themed patterns and trinkets. The design itself having various old and new items that were seemingly collected at random around the forest and carefully put around the room to make it almost a mini museum of ones long gone home.

They both stayed turned away, for a few minutes

“....Goth….”

“Mmmm…yeah?”

“I heard the butlers talking, they're always saying good things about you.. But… what do they mean about you choosing to stay?”

Turned away, the older man’s deep voice spoke, “Sometimes, you realize in life that having power is better than not. There's nothing I could have done back there that I couldn't have done here anyway.”

“But your family, your life, the people who miss you”

A long pause entered before he spoke in a low tone, “Trust me. No one misses me. Now go to sleep, I will show you something that can only be found during witching hour”

A few hours pass, the sign of the candle on the dresser slowly melting away as the boy stared at it, unable to sleep. The light showed how his facial expression was one of trying to remember something before trying to stuff it deep into thr vaults of his memory.

‘Why am I dreading something that isn't there? Why can't I be comfortable? I just want to get rid of this dread in my heart…. Anything to quell my fears of this dreadful night.”

His ear flickers to a noise at the other end of the room, moving to look at the other end of the bed, an act that revealed something to him.

Goth slept with nothing on, his firm asscheeks greeting the younger bat, his long uncut cock with jacob’s ladder piercings drooling as they slept.

One could see the cogs turning in the young one’s head; intrusive thoughts, heavy thoughts.

‘He….he fucked his brother… I saw him do something with some sort of flower that sprouted under him, he’s probably done it to the people here too…’

He fought with the warm pulses, his pajama pants slipping off as Goth rolled onto his back, one knee up without the blanket, nothing covering the fat, flaccid breeder cock, his sweet hole at this point teasing the bat to get off the mattress and see it for himself.

‘Maybe it's what he wants, he's always keeping me close… yeah… this is maybe some sort of custom.’

His sweet embrace awaited him. He couldn't resist the siren’s call any longer to hold back what Goth ‘wants’, he presses his tip slowly into the hole, shivering at how tight it felt, he needed lube… his tongue would do

Bending down, he smushed his face into the hefty ballsack, shoving his tongue deep into the manly hole, he could faintly hear the Manor Owner laughing in his sleep, the pre from their soft cockmeat dripping into their fur collar.

‘So Manly tasting…his musk is intoxicating, I can't get enough of licking this man's ass… What is wrong with me?’

He spoke ill of himself, unable to stop his body’s actions while he dove deeper, mouth lewdly sucking away at the outsides. His reward for hitting Goth’s sweet spots was the erotic tingling of those egg shaped nutsack drooling more pre on him.

His own engorged shaft leaked on its own, slowly filling out, the boy looked at the now slick hole and the dripping spit from his mouth, he needed this more than anything.

‘I'm so sorry Goth, I just want to stuff you full!’

He gives out a loud sigh, biting his bottom lip harshly as the hole sucked him in with one thrust, wetly ramming into his cheeks with firm soft thrusts to watch Goth’s pierced nipples bounce.

‘This is so wrong… he's sucking me in, it's so warm…’

His compulsion keeps his hips hammering away, Goth’s cock now fully erect and almost to his face, whorishly, he takes the tip and swallows it down, pumping the shaft while pleasuring their hole.

‘I can't think straight anymore, I just wanna fuck him, why I have I been fighting these thoughts?’

Abruptly, his load from the new experience began to fill the elder up, balls tightly pushing in their sack while his eyes rolled over, pulsing in the hardest climax he's ever had from the perverse lovemaking.

‘Oh Goth…’

He stood closer to the bed, never taking his mouth off the tip, deciding to worship his bitch-maker with two hands, enveloping it to his body's warmth.

‘He tastes amazing… his cum might be even tastier’

Gulping his massive meat down, there was no stopping any of the next few minutes, the boy not noticing a figure with blue eyes and a glowing blue beard outside the thunderstorm.

‘Worshiping someone's cock is amazing, why didn't I do it sooner?’

Gleefully, he slurped away at it, happily enjoying himself on his mentors-

SCHUNK

A great pain in his abdomen caused him to spit out the cock and silently scream, staring down to see a golden keyblade cut through his entire body. It phases through Goth’s harmlessly.

'A curse upon ye, the Tale of opening the forbidden'

'Granted Luxury-Twice Greedy- Third Curious'

'A hand cut, but for you a Soul removed, given to another'

'The Moon calls upon sin, bathe and transform or be forgiven'

The man yanks out their giant key, letting their body fall on the floor, slowly vanishing as they walk through the window seal. He can only watch as his soul hovered above Goth’s head, the pain without it in him almost like glass shards pumping in his blood.

“H-HELP, GOTH, HELP ME PLEASE, IT HURTS!”

“Huh?”

Shooting up, he sees the boy convulsing, shifting, breaking.

“What did you….. Oh… you naughty boy~”

Feeling the cum streak down his leg, it didnt take him much to guess what played out.

“IM SORRY, PLEASE GIVE IT BACK”

“...........................”

“....Goth?”

He only looked to see the men smile

“Why would I help you? When you're just moments away from joining my power? All you need is a little push and you'll be a fuertasma.

“A--aa what?”

“A strong ghost, like all that roam my halls, souls plucked out, placed somewhere hidden, living only to serve my needs in exchange for my lust… and you'll be joining them.”

Holding out his cock, Goth lightly smacked the boy on the face with it, inviting him to temptation.

“Come now, it will make the pain go away”

“Y-you….” the compulsion was stronger then ever, he every second he didn't obey his sweet words brought him more pain.

“You wanted to touch me in my sleep, so I think I know the best place for you for now on will be in my bedroom, relieving me of the stress of painful flights while I grow only stronger in this twisted world”

With ominous laughter, he watches as they latch onto his cock again, but he didn't let him go at his pace, grabbing their head, he inched the giant thing deeper into their throat. The bat-boy’s skin began to crack- the talltale sign of his transformation into the thing he feared the most.

By the time Goth buried himself all the way, his fiery soul transformed into a flower on his shoulder, gone was the personality that resisted such things, sniffing happily at his master's crotch while the tip buried itself in their stomach.

“What a beautiful new addition to my wonderful collection. It doesn't matter now but, I guess I might as well say it.”

He leans over while they were busy worshipping his giant cock. “I didn't learn your name because I knew you would mess up the deal, I was tired of acting so nice anyway.”

---

I couldn't watch anymore, I was disgusted…

“It's sad isn't it?”

Why would he show me this? I can't get the sound of the cock gulping out of my head!

“In this world, promises are something that are finicky. One of them could have tripped the magic at any time, since it cannot be broken, it's a stupid choice to do so unless it's with someone who doesn't know how easy it is to activate the Tale of Bluebeard.

So in short, he just got unlucky in raping someone in their sleep

“.......”

He takes a long pause, looking away emotionlessly, trying to gauge himself almost on what I can only assume is what emotion he should be feigning

“You want to escape home, yet you don't know where to run in this dark forest, if you look away from this, there is a good chance you’ll end up like him”

He already told me that its pointless to escape, teasing me while hes at it, make up your mind!

“I guess a part of me saw the fear in that boy's eyes and wondered if you would be any different, can you be the one to break this land's merciless cycle? Will you choose to make the step to go home and never look back at this wet horror?”

I do…. Despite everything, I sure as hell don’t want to stay here… not forever.

“I have more to show you before you wake up, time moves strangely here so if anything it will only be the next night when you wake up. Come, there are more things of this land you must know before you can save that man’s-”

The carpet below him suddenly gives in

I'm left free falling into a world of darkness, candles floating in non-existent space as my dissent is unending.

I saw chaotic things, an arts and crafts college of things beyond my understanding unfolding around the black space before it all.

Just. Stops.