Date: Thu, 28 Apr 2016 14:29:24 +0000 (UTC)
From: Abra Cadabra <abracadabra923@yahoo.com>
Subject: innocent repentance part 1

DISCLAIMER: This is the story of a boy experiencing supernatural torment
that wasn't even meant for him. There will be pain and gay things.

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~~~CHAPTER ONE~~~

Felix breezed through third grade with ease, so he had a lot of spare time
to spend on his hobbies – lifting weights, swimming and wrestling. Sure,
he wasn't the most popular high schooler but his lithe, toned body made
sure nobody messed with him.

As he came home one day, he found a letter on the door step. Odd, that the
person hadn't put it into the post box. Felix carried it inside and dropped
his stuff in his room upstairs.

He was alone because his parents worked until late at night. About to make
himself lunch, he walked downstairs to head for the kitchen, passing by the
letter. There was no address on it, only the name of his brother James, who
was off to college.

Well, his brother wasn't going to come home until in a few weeks. If it was
important Felix had to tell him. Gingerly, he opened the letter.

There was a puff and thick, black smoke erupted from the envelope. It was a
sticky, gooey substance that left stains on his fingers and shirt.

Cursing, the teen rushed back upstairs, dropped the sticky paper and walked
into the bathroom to see the damage. His shirt was probably a lost cause
and the gross stuff had sunken under the fabric and left stains on his
body. He stripped and took a quick shower to get all the weird goo off his
smooth skin.

Still naked, because he hadn't prepared new clothes, Felix left the
bathroom. The letter was on the ground in the corridor. He wasn't going to
touch it again but it was face up, allowing him to read it.

It was handwritten with a curvy and archaic style.

"There is no greater mistake you could have made," it said. "Now you will
carry the consequences. Since you must repay me for your guilt, my curse
will make sure you are just as I require you to be. Until your course of
repentance is complete, goodbye James."

It was signed with a name too fancy to decipher.

That was certainly weird. Felix would have to ask his brother what he had
done to make somebody sent him letters with gross stuff inside and creepy
threats about curses.

The black goo on the ground bubbled. Felix stared at it as it coalesced
into a small heap. Then it began to grow.

Weirded out, the naked teen took a step back. The goo followed him, moving
like a massive slug. Felix took another step back and the creature followed
again, a bit faster now. It also started to grow quicker. Only a bit at
first, then explosively, nearly to person size.

The boy ran into his room and slammed the door shut.

"What the fuck? What's happening?"

He had to call his brother. Dialing the number in his cell phone, Felix
kept his eyes on the door. Then there was an odd sensation.

In the spots where the goo had hit him earlier, he felt a strong itch. It
only lasted a second and gave way to heat, that spread through him, warming
his insides up unnaturally.

His brother didn't answer. The heat reached a level where he began to sweat
lightly. What should he do? Call his parents? Call the police? Call animal
control?

As he looked to the side his view met his reflection on the computer
monitor. There was writing on his forehead, like a tattoo, saying "FUCK
YOU". Instinctively he brushed his shaggy hair over the horrific thing as
if that would make it go away.

A splotching sound.

The pitch black creature crawled through the slit under his door. It had
grown immensely and tentacles spread into the room.

Felix understandably panicked. He grabbed the only item of clothing in
reach – a pair of old Adidas sneakers that had been white once upon a
time, but were almost falling apart at the seams. Then he pried open his
window and jumped onto the garage's roof. He slipped into the sneakers,
made sure he had a firm grip on his phone, and looked back one more time.

The unnatural thing was as big as a human but shapeless and ever moving.

The naked teen grabbed the roof's edge, swung himself off the platform and
dangled for a moment, deciding how to land. He dropped down and hit the
ground without much difficulty. Above him he could hear the creature
slobber its way out the window and onto the roof. He still wasn't safe.

Not thinking clear, the lean muscled, nude teen tried to consider his
options. He should tell a neighbor. They'd let him in if they saw the
creature.

He hurried across the street. Not even knowing who lived in that house, he
banged on the door, newly brushing his hair over the mark. An elderly woman
opened, very surprised by the attire.

"What? Who are you?"

"Please let me in."

"What? No. Are you crazy?"

Felix gestured behind himself where the black thing flooded off the roof
into the driveway. "It's following me."

The woman strained her eyes, apparently unable to see anything out of the
ordinary. "I have no idea what you're on, but stay away from drugs, boy."

She slammed the door shut. The creature had to be invisible for anyone but
himself. He really had to call his brother. But the monster was already
closing in on him.

He ran farther, past the woman's house and to the little forest area behind
their street. There was a creek. Maybe water could stop it. That was a long
shot, but what else could he try?

While on the run he called James again but got no answer that time
either. He was sweating a lot more than usual, even when he stood
still. Had the goo infected him with some kind of super flue? If this curse
was meant by an angry, wronged person for James to make him repent, it sure
explained the tattoo. It didn't explain the sweating. Was that just the
curse taking shape inside him?

As he pondered that terrible option, the spots itched again. This time it
didn't translate into heat – although the heat stayed with him –
instead it made blood rush downward. As he moved, his dick grew semi
hard. The left and right slapping was enough to make it go fully erect.

It got so hard, it even skinned back, revealing his dick head. That was
highly uncomfortable and felt more embarrassing than being naked. The
tool's veins pulsed, as they only did after a long masturbation session
right before cumming. Felix felt little of the accompanying
horniness. Actually, he barely felt horny at all. Perhaps, it was
overwritten by his panic.

Another tattoo had appeared on him. This time his tight chest had received
the ugly thing. Across his tan skin with muscle fibers rippling underneath
it said "VICTIM". Well, wasn't that right?

The weather was chilly – a bit to cool to go shirtless – and the
sweat evaporating from his skin made him shiver over and over as it was
fought by the unnatural heat inside him. He had made it to the creak, but
saw no way to cross the water safely. There was no bridge.

Finally, James picked up on third try.

"Sup Felix?"

"Fuck, listen. I opened a letter that was for you. From some bitch who
thinks you did something that needs to be punished."

"Oh yeah, I know about that. Didn't think the old hag would send it to my
home address. Did it say anything else?"

"There was this black stuff-"

"Fuck!" James shouted. "You didn't touch it, did you?"

"It's chasing me, James."

The older brother sighed. "I thought if she really went that far I could
deal with it. Sucks that you got drawn in."

"What did you do?"

James sighed again. "Doesn't matter. I'll have to ask around how to get rid
of the curse from afar. Can you hang on?"

"How long is that going to take?" Felix wiped a drop of sweat from his
brow. Then his hand wandered down subconsciously and held his solid
dick. It was as if he was about to explode with cum but the horniness just
wasn't there.

"I dunno. I need to ask my girlfriend. I'll call her over. Hanging up now."

"Okay, but please hurry."

Felix lowered the phone. There was a sound of rustling leaves behind
him. The creature had caught up. He could see it between the trees. The boy
took off his shoes and threw them across the creek. He couldn't throw his
phone so he'd have to carry it above the surface.

He dipped one toe into the water. Since it came from the mountains it was
almost at freezing temperature. That unnatural heat would probably save him
from hypothermia but there was no way he wouldn't experience the
temperature it all its terror.

As the black goo came into reach, Felix waded in. He couldn't afford to
hesitate. Getting the legs in was hard but he managed. Sinking in further
let the water rise above his belly button. Even that didn't make his dick
soft. He shivered, but there was no going back.

With trembling muscles, Felix took the phone between his teeth and
swam. The water pressed against him with an icy grip that surprised him,
threatening to make him sink as his limbs grew numb and unresponsive within
moments. It took ten seconds until he had ground below his feet again.

The phone rang. Its vibrations surprised the boy and he lost his dental
grip. The device fell in and went silent. He tried to grab it but his
fingers were too cold to grasp tightly it was washed away by the current
immediately.

"Fuck," he said, teeth chattering.

As he emerged on the other side he felt the heat inside him finally do some
good by warming up his skin. He was sweating again before he was fully
dried.

The black thing only waited on its side and did nothing.

Finally, he had gained some ground. He slipped back into his sneakers and
stepped away from the shore. Where was he going to find a phone now?