It all started with a drink at a strange bar. My friend who swore by the place begged me to go until I did. I had to admit, a semen-based bar sounded a little far-fetched. As I looked the menu up and down, I picked the name of the drink that sounded the funniest to me: Liquid Feargasm. The barkeep warned me against it, but I was took taken in the moment to heed his warning. The drink was strong, a mixture of rum, absinthe, and lion… semen. If I had only known that as I took that drink, I was sealing my fate.
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That night was a blur, but worse still was when the left my friends behind and fell, completely inebriated, into my lumpy apartment bed. I tossed and turned, sleeping lightly; plagued by some unnameable fear which crept up on me like a squamous mold up the side of a derelict building. As I fell in and out of dreams, I caught glimpses of some vision, half-maddening on their own. Teeth, claws, a pair of black eyes looking directly at me. Unblinking, I heard a deep growl, like a primeval predator about to pounce. That's when my mind snapped to lucidity and I saw her.
A creature, a lioness—bigger than any real-life cat—paced around me as I slowly took in the scene. The world all around me swirled and shifted. I knew it had to be a dream, but there was some quality to the lioness herself that told me some power far more sinister was at work. As she circled me, her black eyes never blinking, her silent footsteps shook the earth around me nonetheless. She circled closer and I could feel her rough fur brush against my thighs. I realized with a start that I was naked in this dream! Far more shocking than that epiphany was the sound of her voice grating its way into my mind.
"So, you are Anon." her voice echoed in my head, husky, deep, and filled with violent urgency. "My name is Kali. Your deeds have summoned me and I have answered."
I couldn't respond; stunned to silence by the massive predator who stalked me with an absolute confidence that shook my soul to its core. However, sensing my question, she answered.
"How did you summon me? Why, you drank the ritual drink to summon me. Now we are bound you and I."
"W-what do you want of me?" I gasped as her tail caressed the small of my back.
"To complete the ritual."
Her voice was like a church-bell's toll. As she said those words, it felt as if no paths lead hence. Not waiting for my response, Kali loomed closer, her feline nose bristling at my limp cock.
"I shall take you, wholly." she said. "You will belong to me and I will wring every drop of pleasure from you. I will use your body like a sexual object and drain from you every ounce of vitality. There is nowhere you can go to escape my power."
"No," I gasped under my breath, but in her presence this fate seemed assured.
"But it is not fun to simply take you, no," Kali's low growl becoming a deep purr. "I wish to hunt; to chase. So run! Run my little morsel. For once I have my way with you, I shall kill you."
Kali stepped away from me, reclining nearby in the dream's landscape. She stared at me, never blinking, as I stood there, too stunned to act.
"If you do not run," she said curtly. "Then I shall be done with you presently and kill you where you stand."
As if on cue, my feet seemed to move on their own, bolting as fast as they could carry me away from the spectral lioness. As she faded into the distance, I could hear a faint chuckle as she slowly rose and began to give chase.