Sam's New Nightmare
Story by Sinbad
Art by The Original Badger
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Sam had found sleep hard to come by ever since she had escaped from the mountain. The realization that the Wendigo had once been her best Hannah had stripped away her usual care-free demeanor, replacing it with a shaken, wary personality. Since she had rarely left her apartment, few had kept an eye on her, merely writing her off as a typical shut-in millennial. As she stripped from her tight-fitting jeans and loose shirt for her nightly shower, the blonde bombshell felt a dark presence seemingly following her.
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Ignoring the creeping sensation and quickly bathing, she ran her small hands over her full breasts and clumsily flicked her clit, almost giving into the urge to rub one out. Holding back her urge, she turned off the water and left the shower, her cold apartment forcing her nipples into diamond-hard points. Entering her soft bed, Sam felt the urge to sleep overwhelm her, the demonic presence be damned! As her eyes closed slowly, she felt suddenly warm and anxious, as if she was far from her chilly apartment. Snapping her eyes open, she gasped as the smooth white walls were replaced by an endless series of lockers and pipes, all covered by a thick red mist.
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Sam relised that despite her obviously having a nightmare, she was still naked. Opening the long corridors of lockers, she cursed and found they were all empty! A low, deep chuckle grabbed her attention and seemed to drag her deeper into the red mist. As the chuckling got louder and louder, she quickly blinked and as gasped as the red mist was immediately replaced by a dark, dank corridor with a set of train tracks at her feet. Calling out, she felt the same demonic presence from her room growing closer to her bare body. Hearing a set of heavy footsteps coming from behind, she gasped as a filthy, masked being got closer with a rusty machete in its hand. Stumbling away, she cried out as the tracks behind her tripped her and she fell on her pert butt.
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Scrambling backwards, the feeling of terror hit its peak and she snapped her head to the side to see a small man wearing an ugly sweater and hat running a set of daggers attached to his fingers along the concrete walls. His face was cast in shadows, but she could see that he was covered in scars. A set of sharp whispers came from his burnt lips that she couldn’t understand but got the gist as the masked figure swooped down and grabbed her bare ankles, dragged her back over the railing and flipping her onto her moderate tits. Grunting as her ass cheeks were separated, Sam gasped as something prodded her virgin anus.
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“Wait, this is just a dream, I have to wake up!” was all she could think. Slapping herself in the face, Sam grunted as the slug-like member increased pressure on her backdoor. Hitting herself harder, the blonde was about to punch herself when the large member finally breached her asshole and sunk was felt like a mile of cold cock up her butt! Violently shaking her head from side to side, her efforts were mocked by the hatted man who crouched down and revealed his scarred face for the first time.
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“If anything was going to wake you up my dear, I would say having that pipe slamming up your ass would be it.” the horrifying face broke into a grin and then chuckled as his accomplice raised his grey hips and dropped hard atop the petite woman, burying his moldy prick into her ass completely!
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“Gotta wake up, gotta wake up!” Was all that Sam could think as her butt stretched uncomfortably wide around the invading member. Wincing as the cold balls smashing to her warm pussy, Sam felt the sharp blades of the burnt man run over her clenching fingers and opened her mouth slightly to plead. As soon as she formed words however, the blades flashed from her fingers and slid past her lips! Opening wide instinctively, Sam felt her head forced down onto the cold steel track. Knowing what was about to happen, she let out a final, desperate cry to force herself awake but failed, silence replacing it was the man’s boot crashed into her head.
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Freddy grunted with approval as his victim’s jaw snapped away from her skull, the pearly teeth cracking as the unrelenting steel defeated the enamel. The blonde’s eyes went wide with shock as her chin rested against her throat, the sound of gurgling blood replacing her pitiful whimpers. “Now you can really suck dick!” was all Freddy said. His best one-liners were behind him, especially after the children had beaten him so hard during his last night on Elm street. Pressing harder on the back of her head, he relented as her death throes came in and seemed to please Jason, who had lost no momentum with his toy’s demise. Planting his foot back on the ground, the demented child-killer took in the scene and arched his back, letting out a final, chilling laugh as Jason let loose as well, flooding the dead woman’s butt with his undead load. The 2 villains clasped each other’s shoulders like old friends and left, the constructed dream collapsing around them.
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Sam’s mutilated body remained in the real world, undisturbed for 3 days. After her remains began to smell, her neighbor called the landlord and he investigated soon after. Opening the door, he coughed and pinched his nose as he made his way through the apartment. Seeing a bare foot hanging off the bed, the man inched forwards and gasped at the sight. Sam’s pale, bruised flesh was spread out over the mattress, her spread legs showing off her massively gaping anus while her ripped jaw hung from its left hinge, the right-side draping onto her right clavicle. Pondering who could have done such a thing, the landlord stumbled out of the apartment and called the police, hoping that they could make sense of the horrifying sight inside his apartment.